Setting up orbital stations was lonely, but not a horrible occupation. Raine has spent years organizing computers and systems to work in harmony, but when she is sent to a spa to wait for her ride, she learns that work is not the only pleasure in life. Orell has waited for her for centuries and he is not going to let a little thing like a Terran obsession with work get in the way of him claiming his true mate. He will use every amenity at the spa to wear her down and then he will swoop in for the kill, so to speak. What is a little death amongst friends and lovers?
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Intensity
Copyright © 2011 Viola Grace
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Intensity
A Terran Times Tale
By
Viola Grace
Chapter One
Raine Burke ran a final check on the station and smiled. "Defence systems are up, life support is up, the tank is ready and medical is in great shape. This relay station is officially available for an occupant. Now, get me out of here."
Through the connections wired into her skull, she heard, "Excellent, Agent Burke. Your pickup has been delayed."
"Aw crap." She rubbed at her forehead as her voice echoed in the control room.
Her control officer asked, "Is there something wrong with the station?"
"No, yes. There is a creepy resonance in the station that I can't track down. I have checked every instrument and the harmonics on the station and the sound strikes every time I try to relax."
"I think it may be stress related. The chemicals in your mind have been ramped high while you got this station running. Take some time on the resort planet below while you wait for the warship to come by. It has been delayed by an emergency and it will be back as soon as it has dealt with the life-or-death situation to give you a ride back to the dispatch centre. We have set up a reservation for you and you can simply enjoy yourself for a change."
Raine looked out through one of the view screens at the blue and gold planet below. Yosh was a pretty planet, but it filled her with the same trepidation that the singing in her mind did.
"Is there another option, Control?"
"Nope. Take some time. Lie in the sun on the planet with nothing else on your mind. You need some time to yourself and this is the perfect moment. It won't count against a scheduled leave and you can work on that tan you are worried about."
Raine chuckled. "Will do, Control. I will be down on Yosh when the warship comes back to get me. Ping the shuttle or the resort when they are on their way."
The dispatch officer chuckled. "Will do. You look like hell, take some time and enjoy the sun and sand."
"You can't see me, how can you know what I am looking like these days?"
"I know how many hours you have worked in that station getting it operational. You have to look like hell. Now, don't get your implants wet." The chuckle was friendly, but the dismissal was absolute.
Whether she wanted to or not, Raine was going to land on