Monday, December 21, 2009

That gentlemen do make the merchant rise,

This is a Bellemere, but its too sour for me. The best beer in the galaxy is a Yarran brew. Yarran? She regarded Corish with keener interest. If Corish came from Beta Jungische, he was a long way from a regular supply of Yarran beer. Killashandras curiosity rustled awake. The Yarran brewmasters have no peers. Surely your brother has mentioned Yarran beer? Well, now, its possible that he has, Killashandra said slowly, as if searching her memory. But then, he told me so much that I cant remember half. She was about to giggle again and then decided that, not only did her giggle nauseate herself but it might repel Corish and she wanted to satisfy this flicker of curiosity about him. Why are you traveling to Optheria? Family business, sort of. An uncle of mine went for a visit and decided to become a citizen. We need his signature on some family papers. Weve written several times and had no reply. Now, he could be dead but I have to have the proper certification if he is, and his print and fist on the documents if he isnt. And you have to come all the way from Beta Jungische for that? Well, theres a lot of credit involved and this isnt a bad way to go. He enscribed a half circle with his beaker, including the ship as well as the dancers, and smiled at Killashandra over the rim as he sipped. This Pilsners not all that bad, really. What have you there? She went along with Corishs adroit change of subject and with the beer sampling. Although singing crystal brought with it an inexhaustible ability to metabolize alcohol without noticeable affect, she feigned the symptoms of intoxication as she confided her fake history to the Jungian, whenever necessary embellishing her actual experiences at the Arts Complex. Thus Corish learned that she was a keyboard specialist, in her final year of training, with high hopes that the Optherian Festival would provide her with sufficient data for an honors recommendation. She had credentials of sufficiently high caliber to gain entrance into the Federal Music Conservatory on Optheria where she hoped shed be allowed to play on an Optherian organ. An hour is all I need, she told Corish, blinking in her simulation of advancing inebriation, for the purposes of my dissertation. From what I hear about their precious organ, youd be lucky to get within spitting distance. Even half an hour. I hear that only underwater digital cameras for sale Federal licensed musicians are allowed in the organ loft. Well, theyll have to make an exception in my case because I have a special letter from Fuertes President hes a friend of my familys. And a sealed note from Stellar Performer Dalkay Mogorog She paused deferentially at the mention of that august personality, who was evidently unknown to Corish, and Im sure theyll concede. Even fifteen minutes? she asked as Corish continued to shake his head. Well, theyll just have to! I havent come all this way to be refused. Im a serious student of keyboard instruments. I won a scholarship to the Federated Sentient Planets Conservatory on Terra. Ive been permitted to play on a Moartian clavier, a Handelian spinet, Purcells harpsichord, a Bach organ, and a Beethoven pianaforte and She hiccuped to mask the fact that she was running out of prestigious composers and instruments. So? Which beer do you prefer now? Huh? Corish solicitously conducted her to her cabin and arranged her on her bunk. As he drew a light blanket over her, she felt the static leap from her shoulder to his hands. He hesitated briefly, then quietly left. As Killashandra gave him time to leave her passage-way, she reviewed her performance and decided that she hadnt dropped from character, even if he had. It was rather nice of him, too, not to have taken advantage of her. When she felt secure, she slipped from her cabin and down to the gymnasium level. At that hour, it was empty and she enjoyed an hours luxuriating in the radiant fluid. They met the next morning at the breakfast hour, Corish solicitously inquiring after her health. Did I fall asleep on you? she asked with wide-eyed dismay. Not at all. I just saw to it that you were safely in your own cabin before you did. Critically, she held her hands out in front of her. Wel1, at least, theyre steady enough to practice. Youre going to practice? I practice every day. May I listen Well it can be quite boring I have to spend at least an hour on the preliminary finger exercises and scales before I can do any interesting music If Im