The human and atevi inhabitants of Alpha Station, orbiting the realm of the atevi, have picked up a sign from an alien kyo ship telling them that the send is inbound towards Alpha. 5 thousand of the population of Alpha are human refugees from the now derelict Reunion Station. they've got obvious this state of affairs earlier than, while a unmarried kyo ship swooped into the Reunion method and, and not using a be aware, melted an immense portion of Reunion Station with a unmarried go. those refugees, who have been rescued during the mixed efforts of an allied team of people and atevi and delivered to protection at Alpha, are actually determined with fear.
Bren Cameron—brilliant human emissary of Tabini-aiji, the strong atevi political chief at the mainland lower than, and in addition the appointee of the human president of the island country of Mospheira—is the most obvious collection of consultant to be despatched as much as care for either the panicked refugees and the incoming alien ship.
As a member of the spacefaring delegation who rescued the refugees, Bren has talked to kyo before—and even received their belief by way of saving one in all their type from a Reunioner legal. due to his impressive diplomatic and linguistic talents, Bren controlled to speak with that thankful kyo person on a restricted foundation, and he has facts that that very same kyo is at the send heading to defenseless Alpha Station.
But nobody can are expecting what an alien race could do, or what their motivations may perhaps be.
And Bren Cameron, the single human ever to be permitted into atevi society, is now the only person with a desire of effectively interacting with the staff of the incoming send. yet Bren is aware it's going to take placing himself within the arms of the kyo.
Can Bren anticipate the gratitude of 1 person alien to save lots of his existence and the lives of hundreds of thousands on Alpha Station?
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We have now a background of that with them. perhaps he’ll reciprocate. that's the development we are hoping we’ve organize. ” • • • Prakuyo exited the residence absolutely appropriate up, safety opposed to what used to be, for him, the insufferable chilly of the middle. the remainder of them may wear chilly matches at the method down. Polano met them on the elevate. send safeguard had taken whole regulate of the center berth that commonly belonged to Phoenix. it'd be the kyo send connected in the market in the intervening time, yet Phoenix group guarded the entry, and it was once, Jase had acknowledged, send team of workers that have been there to paintings protection, in order that they will be, until eventually the final second, inside of send territory and nearby of intervention, in the event that they without warning didn’t just like the tone of items.
They’re now not. and also you, and all of your staff of survivors, are a truly small quantity in comparison to the inhabitants of Mospheira. You wouldn’t even represent one small city, and Mospheira has towns, huge towns, which significantly outnumber the inhabitants of this station. So think me while I say adapting to those who glance very diversified from you at the very least provides reasonable caution that there'll be differences . . . yet adapting to get besides Mospheirans—as eventually you must—means realizing that there'll be adjustments among you and folks that glance similar to you.
And maybe it did. other than: “And but it took this lengthy for the Pilots’ Guild to carry the gas hostage to the ship’s activities. ” “They had their little nation. We have been the simple reason behind the station to paintings and construct, the cause of a Pilots’ Guild to carry strength. We have been nice after we have been long gone, i believe. an issue to the station authority after we have been in dock. most probably we have been continuously within the way . . . until eventually they sought after whatever from us. ” “And what they wanted—for the 1st time within the heritage of the station—was safety.
These have been the items we had. That was once the placement. could this stopover at now be the reciprocation? The echo? They’d provided the kyo peace. figuring out. If this stopover at used to be reciprocal . . . The past . . . slipped away like oil, taking the terror with it. Jago set a tumbler in his hand, the brandy he had requested for. He took a sip, tasted, smelled, felt the sip cross down. The shadows in entrance of him weren't kyo. They have been his humans. The room was once his room. He sat the place he had continually sat, feeling fragile, feeling exhausted—feeling embarrassed for the temporary lapse; yet capable now to conjure the reminiscence of that send, its sounds, smells, ambient urgently attempting to overlay the sight of his personal humans, and the brilliant lighting of a sitting room that used to be no longer his domestic on the earth.
Hakuut requested the place they lived, and Irene replied that: she acknowledged they lived upstairs. And Hakuut requested what they did on the earth after they visited. Cajeiri opened his mouth to divert that query, simply because he rather didn't wish his visitors to give an explanation for approximately Lord Geigi’s neighbor and the Assassins . . . yet Irene acknowledged: “We observed a hurricane, with lightning. ” “We rode mecheiti,” Gene stated. And Artur, from his pocket, pulled a handful of pebbles, one in every of which he confirmed. “Water did this,” he stated. “Years and years during this rock.