26th August 2012
18:14 GMT
Daciya waves away the arena's medics, preferring to hobble back towards her workshop-
"Daciya!" Thaddeus smiles arrogantly as purple light plays over the ripped flesh of his right arm. "Would you like to borrow my healing device? Just my little way of thanking you for being a good
sport."
-under her own power. Thaddeus's frame has seen better days, but there's no real doubt as to who the winner was.
Kalmin considers the scene.
"I'm sure there is some reason why you and he are letting her live. Explain it."
"On Earth, there's a television series called Dragonball Z. One of the characters by the name of
Vegeta was born with the second greatest amount of raw spiritual power of any member of his species, second only to his father. For years he coasted on that, and then he ran into a chap called Goku. Goku started weak, but worked
extremely hard to get stronger. When they fought, Goku won. It was
close, but it was a definite win. That lit a fire under Vegeta to copy Goku's work ethic. For the rest of their lives the constant presence of Goku made Vegeta obsessed with getting stronger, with always improving himself.
"
"I just apply electrodes. I find pain and the threat of death to be efficacious motivational tools."
I shake my head.
"You're a Weaponer at the height of his powers. Thaddeus is roughly her age. He's had better equipment for most of his career, but she's clearly more physically able and… Qward is
far more advanced than Earth.
"
"You think that she will focus her efforts on besting him." He nods. "If he were q'ardajin I would approve. As it is, I suppose it could be a useful data point."
"Besides, they weren't, were they? Efficacious, I mean. That's why you're bothering to teach the remedial students.
"
"Actually, I'm teaching them because the system was too corrupt for me to have any confidence in their designation. Though I do want to be clear: you are not planning on…
Breeding them, as you are with the human female and the Coluan, are you?"
"That was more a case of taking advantage of their instincts to encourage them to act in a more useful fashion. Dox's father made him paranoid and untrusting. For him, that was useful because it reduced the chance that Dox would try and escape his laboratory. For me, it makes it harder for him to work with the rest of N.E.M.O. and that's not helpful.
"
"What do you intend for the male human to get out of this 'rivalry'?"
"Hopefully, Daciya
wins the next one and he gets the same encouragement
she just received. Failing
that, he gains confidence in his interactions with people and becomes a little more social.
"
BOOM!
I look around as Georgia walks through the portal in the middle of the arena, her brother taking a moment to strike a pose.
"Congratulate me, Georgia. I am tri
umphant."
"Is that really
important?"
"Is
field testing important?! What do you think we've been doing since we left school?!"
Inwardly, I sigh.
"I'm sure that Daciya will want a rematch, but make sure that she's got something new to bring to the table.
"
Kalmin glowers through his helmet's eyeslits.
"Do not presume to give me orders."
"I wasn't trying to give you an order; I was giving you advice on the assumption that our goal here is the same.
" He appears to be willing to let that go.
"How will you handle Daciya?
"
"Handle? This is a test for her as much as any practical examination. If this duel had taken place on Qward she would be dead now. We shall see if the effect on her is what you desired."
I nod, and-. Ah, good, he's here.
"Excuse me.
"
Kalmin turns and trudges towards the closest exit, while I fly into the stands and land close to Lantern Onik. And a few of his associates.
"Lantern Onik, a moment of your time.
"
He takes a moment to check that I'm actually talking to him, then cautiously approaches me.
"Yes, Great Master?"
"I'm heading to Karax soon, and it would be helpful to me if you'd come along to show me around. Clarissi Dox has informed me that he doesn't need you for anything. Do you have any of your own business you need to take care of? Or is there some reason why you can't go home?
"
"No, Great.. Master. I…
Can go home."
"Any reason why you might not
want to go home?
"
"It-. I…" He takes a moment to collect himself. "Source worshippers are a minority on Karax, and… Compared to other Source-worshipping religions, my… The monastery where I studied, our practice was far closer to Lanternism than other Source-focused faiths."
"Have you made yourself an apostate?
"
"I… No. For anyone from Karax, we all see taking up a ring as a great honour. And I do regard the Source as the ultimate origin of the universe and all order within it. But while what I am doing here is in theory perfectly within the tenets of our religion, this is the first time this
particular thing has happened to one of us. I am an irregularity."
"Do you object to coming back?
"
"No. Now that I have a better understanding of how the emotional spectrum actually works and the place of the orange light in it, it is far easier for me to justify my decision." He smiles faintly. "When Clarissi Dox first offered me a ring, accepting it was… Something of a leap of faith."
"I can imagine.
"
"I… Have been reassured by your policy of collegiality. Ah. If that helps."
"In what way?
"
He removes a… Paper copy of my book from a pouch, and opens it to a page about two thirds of the way through.
"'No one part of the whole is complete by itself.' You wrote that about the colours of the spectrum. Before you, I didn't even know what the other colours
were. My denomination believes that the green light is a manifestation of the Source, but… We also believe that there must be
others. And now we know that there
are!"
"That's not exactly… I mean, you're making a bit of a leap between healthy psychology and a significantly distinct part of the Source.
"
"My last leap went well."
"Right, but…
" Oh. I didn't actually put much in there about Apokolips or New Genesis, and the New Gods in general. And I think we're still keeping the white light under wraps.
"Well, we'll have plenty of time to discuss this on the journey. Please make whatever preparations you need to be away from Maltus for an indefinite period of time.
"
He bows.
"At once, Great Master."
He steps back and then
flies from the arena at considerable speed. I raise my right hand to my forehead
and