Falling Down

                            By:

                         Fox Cutter

12/21/96:

"Are you sure about this?" Oriana asked.

I threw my backpack into the flitter, shoving it into the
storage area off to the side of the controls. "No." I gave
as my answer.

She walked over to where I stood, a bit of a bounce in her
steep from the lower gravity. "So your going to spend a
twenty hour round trip in this thing, just on a hunch, and
what the brother's told you."

I nodded, reaching inside, and flipping on a few buttons,
making sure all the systems where operational. "It sounds
insane, I know, but if I don't, or I'm wrong. Well, I don't
want to even go into it."

She put a paw on my shoulder, and turned me around, so that
I was facing her. "You're taking this extremely well, one
might think you where on some kind of drug or something."

I shook my head. "No, it's shock, pure shock. If all this
works as it should, then I'll be depressed about it. Until
then though, I have to take care of this, and I'll need a
clear head to do it."

She frowned a bit, then sighed. "Alright, I'll remember
that."

I smiled, and patted her on the cheek. "Please do. Now you
go back to the fold, go to Io, and help the brother's get
everything set up."

She nodded, then pulled me tight into a hug, nuzzling my
cheek a bit. I just fell into her arms, and held her. I was
fighting back all of the pain from the past days, it was the
wrong time to let it cloud my judgment. This was a time for
action, even if it was severely drawn out.

I broke the hug, but not before whispering "Thank you" into
her ear. She slowly started back to the door into the rest
of the base, and I pulled my self into the cockpit of the
flitter.

I shifted on the padded bench, trying to get laid down in a
comfortable position. The flitter was small, and laying was
the only way to operate it. Definitely not the craft for
someone who is claustrophobic.

Reaching over to one of the out of the way control boards, I
started up the cycle to close the canopy. There was a slight
beep, and it slowly slide back from it's recess on the hull.
It moved down slowly, about two inches thick, until it meet
up with the far side of the hull, where it stopped.

As the flitter had no type of windows at all, I was plunged
into near totally darkness, the only light coming from the
slight glow of the computer screen. Surrounding me in the
near darkness came a series of grinds and thumps, as the
canopy was locked down hard to the hall, and the seals where
checked for any leaks.

When it was finished, I reached down and picked up a small
radio set. Sliding it on, I flipped on the communication
system. "Alright you guys, I'm not getting any kind of
warnings on this end. How about on yours?"

"Everything checks out." Came the voice of one of the
brothers, which one, I couldn't tell. They sound to much
alike.

"Raising you into position." He said, then came a slight
lurch, as the flitter started to rise. I knew what was going
on, I was being lifted into a small airlock, then, out onto
the surface of the asteroid the base was build on. It was
easier then having to depressurize the entire hanger, which
was made to take far bigger ships then my little flitter.

"A query?" the voiced asked over the line.

"What?" I asked back, adjusting the mic on the headset.

The brother paused for a second, the said. "When was the
last time you even used a flitter?"

I made a few mental calculations under my breath. "Oh... a
few days over two Terran years ago."

"Are you sure you can fly it?" He asked.

There was a lurch as the flitter stopped raising. Then a hum
as the air started to be pumped out.

"Hey, flying is the easy part, and the lift-off is on the
bases computers."

There was a sigh of relief. "That's good then."

I gave a light chuckle, "Well, not really." I said.

There was another pause on the line, as the flitter started
to rise again. "How do you mean, 'Not really'?" He asked.

"You forgot something." I grinned a bit as the flitter came
to a final stop, and a count-down started on the computer
screen, at thirty seconds.

"If this all works out as planed, I'm going to have to do
one very important thing." I said, getting a good grip on
the two controllers, not that I would need them, it was all
on auto-pilot, but it felt right?"

"What?" There was exasperation in the voice.

"I'm going to have to manually land this little bugger."

"Oh my." The brother said. I smiled as the count-down clock
his zero. The flitter's engines kicked on, building up
thrust. The docking clamps where still held, so all it
accomplished was speeding the base up a bit.

I moved my hand sideways a bit, hovering over the clamp
release switch. Even though the computer on the base was
taking care off all the details of the launch, I in truth,
never trusted it entirely.

Not to worry this time though, right on time, after about
three seconds, the computer finally decided that the engine
was working fine, and released the clamps.

I was shoved backwards hard, jarring my right leg a bit, as
I was taken under 1.3 gravitates of thrust. I held onto the
controls, out of some still functioning reactions to
suddenly going from laying down, to basically standing up.

"You'll free of the base, and computer control has been cut
off." The brother said over the com-link.

I nodded to myself, and switched the auto-pilot, as well as
the artificial gravity. I had no intention of speeding the
next few hours standing up.

A normal field of a bit under 1 gravity formed inside the
flitter, and I was back to laying down again. Though the
gravity produced from the thrust was still present a bit, it
was now nearly unnoticeable.

"Wish me luck." I said, then reached over and shut off the
communications system. Pulling of the head set, I put it on
it's intended hook, and punched in a few commands onto the
computer.

There was a flicked, and the computer screen's lines of text
and graphics where replaced by the view of the universe. A
thousand stars out in the overwhelming night sky. They
looked close enough to touch, but to far to reach.

"Space, on my own terms." I mutter, not exactly the words I
had said over half a year ago, but the idea. The idea that
to got me my own ship, even if it was yet to be flown, and
now here I was, going alone, into my own solar-system. It
was space on my own terms.

The only thing that have ever come close to it before was
when I was train on the flitter, but even then, it was still
not my terms. It was someone else's, this rule, or that law,
I had to learn and follow them most anywhere I went.

I chuckled to myself. I had forget about the flitter for a
long time, if I had, I would have just used it, instead of
getting the ship. Then again, part of 'my own terms' is
having friends to help you on your way.

A friend was not something I was near now, it had been only
then minutes or so, but I expect Oriana and the brothers to
already be on Io, setting up. I was out of contact with
them, or anyone else for that matter.

If anything happened, I was toast. 

Even with being able to use the ripples that some times came
past, I would still be toast. I was far enough out of any
way that a ripple would be a rare thing indeed.

Digging though my back-pack, I pulled out my walk-man, and
stuck in a copy of the _Rocky Horror Picture Show_
soundtrack. After a quick glance to make sure the
communication systems was on visual alert, I started up.

Next followed a well-read copy of _Midnight at the Well of
Souls_. It was going to be a ten hour trip, heading half way
accost the inner solar-system (better then the twenty hours
it would have been if the base, and Earth, had been a far
apart as the could be),and I intended to try and get some
reading done during the time.

Starting the tape, I opened the book, and vegged.

* * *

I was slow on my reading though all of it, after eight hours
or on again, off again, reading, I had finally finished up
_Midnight_ as well as the second book in the series 'Exiles
at the Well of Souls.'

Tucking the book back into my back-pack, I made a quick
check over the computer screen. It was still on the
starscape, with the star that was the Earth-Luna system
lightly circled.

Smiling a bit, I punched into the computer, asking if I was
in a decent light of sight with Tycho crater yet. The
computer response was instant, and simple. [Yes]

I nodded to myself. The computer interface was my choice,
usual the flitter's have a voice activated system, but I
wasn't to fond of it. Quickly, I starting typing in commands
into the system. I had a simple plan to get the attention of
the inhabitants of the base on Tycho. It was simple and
probably would work.

I set the communication system to have a tight band radio
transmission sent right at the moon. I wanted to keep it
tight enough so nothing would bleed over to Earth, and give
me away.

The transmission I was sending covered a good length of FM
radio spectrum, leaving only one channel empty, right at the
center of it. I was hoping it was obvious enough that I
wanted the response to come on the frequency, as it was the
only one I would set the computer to monitor.

After getting everything set up, I started my transmission.
I was sending out a short message, over and over again. In
truth it was not a message in of it's self, just something
to get the attention of who ever would get the signal.

As the transmission started in full, I found that I had
somehow activated the speakers inside the flitter, and a
familiar beat of music started, with very well knows words.

"Just sit right back, and you'll hear a tale, a tale of a
fateful trip..." It started, I quick turned it off.

Satisfied that it should get someone's attention, I went
onto a third book for the trip. Which, as I had planed, was
the third book of the Well World series _Quest for the Well
of Souls."

* * *

The instant the _Incoming_ light on the communication system
light up, I scrambled to grab the headset for it. Shoving it
on my head, I glanced at the computer screen. The display
showed the Earth, and Luna big as life. I was ten minutes
away, and was starting to think that no one noticed me,
which would have forced me to use my backup plan of landing
on the moon, digging out a pressure suit, walking over, and
knocking.

Adjusting the mic, I killed the replaying audio
transmission, and turned the communications onto it's normal
functions.

As I did, the words. "Please identify yourself," flooded
into my ears. It sounded like the end of a longer sentence,
but I didn't care.

"Alright," I said. "This is me. Who are you?"

There was a pause. "First, who are you, and what are you
doing here." A female voice asked. It was in a conversation
tone, but had the undertones of a bit of a threat.

I shrugged, stowing my book back in my bag. "Well... let's
just call me Cutter for right now. As what am I doing here,
I'm coming in for a landing at your base."

"I really don't think that would be wise." The voice
cautioned.

I sighed. "Wise is not something I'm rather big on right
now. I've taken the long way around to talk to your boss, so
if you don't mind, could you allow me to land, and to meet
with him. Thank you."

There was a muffled sound over the radio, which lasted about
a minute, then the voice spoke again. "Your point of origin
appears to be a large asteroid that has been moved from it's
last recording location, care you explain how you got
there?"

I smiled, who ever this lady I was talking to was, she was
smart. I liked that. "I moved it over a fold, so I could
take a long way around back to Earth, like I am doing. Now,
not to be to much of an ass, but I'm coasting towards you at
about a decent clip here, and in about five minutes will go
nose first into your base _unless_ I can get some kind of
permission to land. After that, I'll explain all you want,
to your boss."

There was another muffled pause, but this one lasted longer.
"Four minutes and counting." I said, hoping to get an answer
soon.

"Alright." The voice said, "you can land. Just stay on your
present course, it's only a bit off from the landing area."

I nodded. "I hope you have a big door, I'm a bit rusty on my
landings."

"That is your problem, not ours. If you deviate from a safe
approach we will make sure you don't hit anything vital to
us," came the slightly annoyed reply.

"Great..." I muttered under my breath.

Keeping the link open, I wrapped one hand around one of the
two controllers, and used the other one to flip of the auto
pilot.

There was a slight lurch, but no other sign that I was in
control of the flitter now, and not the computer. Grabbing
the second controller, I held as steady as I could, pulling
back a bit on the speed. I didn't want to try and land a
speed of miles per a second.

Keeping the flitter slowing down, I fingered the button that
set the landing gear on the flitter down. There was a light
shutter though out the hull, but nothing more. Keeping it
steady still, I watched as my speed lowered, as I neared the
surface of the moon.

As I slowed even more in my descent, the computer suddenly
began to highlight an area that looked like a barren part of
the crater floor. Who ever I had been talking to was at
least going to show me where to try to land the flitter.
Hopefully they were allowing for the fact I couldn't see
what was really there yet.

I started to pull up the nose of the flitter as if to land,
getting it nearly flat. Then with absolutly no warning, I
passed through some kind of barrier and the base appeared
before me. The computer continued to direct me towards what
looked like a series of landing pads off to the side of the
main area, and I slowed even more as it directed me towards
one completely empty pad surrounded by a shimmering dome.

The flitter was going very slow as I pushed through the
energy dome. The was another lurch, and a bit of turbulence
from the sudden going of atmosphere.

I though I keep the flitter steady enough to land, but knew
I was wrong when I lurched to the left as I tried to touch
down.

I skittered forward a bit, the scraping of the landing gear
echoing thought the little craft. Finally I got the other
gear down, and the flitter on solid ground.

Sweeping my hand accost the side control panel, I shut off
the engine, all but auxiliary power, and the artificial
gravity among other things. I gave myself I smile.

"For being out of practice, I say that went well." I
muttered.

"Yes," the voice on the communications systems said, "but
your singing needs work."

I winched, having forgot that I left the radio on, and had
been singing assorted songs under my breath as I landed.
Shaking my head, I pulled of the headset and reaching over
hit the open switch for the canopy.

There was a series of quick thumps, and it pulled back with
a hiss. Fresh, and slightly chilled air descended into the
flitter.

With a groan, I pulled my self out, and stood inside the
immense bay. I stretched out my arms above my head, hearing
a few pops as they circulation came back. Walking around a
bit, I tried to unknot the muscles in my legs.

"Your Terran," I heard the voice from the radio say, it
sounded like she was a few feet behind me.

Turing around, I looked at her. She was a young lady, I
would say in her mid-twenties. Dressed in a simply shirt and
pants affair, I though she looked rather pretty.

"Well, I like to think so."

She seamed a bit amazed, "and you from Earth?"

I smiled again. "From that Earth." I nodded up to the sky.
"Yep, born and raised there."

"Then, how did you get this." She waved at the flitter. "Are
you a Mage?"

I shook my head. "Nope, very low skills at magic."

"How then?"

I smiled at her. "You'll see. Feel free to listen in while I
talk to your Boss."

She gave me what could only be described as a cross look.
"Very well then. He should be hear in a few minutes."

I nodded, then turned, and walked back over the the flitter.
Bending down, I scooted under one of it's short wings, and
checked out the landing gear, make sure there wasn't any
damage. And if there was, to see if it wasn't to server.

Not that going back accost the solar-system with a gear
stuck down as to big of a deal. I didn't have any plans of
going though an atmosphere, except to get out of the base.

I stayed under there, checking and rechecking the equipment,
until I heard a new voice address me.

"Not to be rude, but I was in the middle of something. So
I'll be brief, what do you want to talk to me about?"

I rubbed my hands off on my pants, as I moved out from under
the wing. "Now that is the topic at hand, isn't it." I said
as I stood up.

I saw, standing next to the young lady, a man. He was about
fortyish, maybe a bit older, he had long brownish black hair
that was pulled back into what looked like a braid. As he
saw me, a bit of pale disbelief went over his face. Clearly
he recognized me from the few short meetings we had back on
Earth.

"Fox," he said, sounding extremely amazed. "What are you
doing here?"

"Hello Brian," I said, giving him a wary smile. "I need your
help."

* * *

Brian Antoine, Archmage of Earth, head male (I believe) of
the family nas Kan, paced back and fourth over a ten foot
strip if floor, digesting my story.

I was sitting up on the edge of the flitter's wing, watching
him. It had taken me about an hour to explain all that was
going on, and what I needed his help for. Most of it was
history on exactly why I was in the situation I had found
myself in.

The young lady, who had stood by, watching all of this,
walked over next to me.

I gave her a bit of a wave, as I yawned, and rubbed my eyes.

"You look terrible." She said to me.

I nodded, knowing I wasn't exactly the picture of heath.
"I've had very little to eat sense the thirteenth, and even
less sleep. Maybe a half an hour here and there, but I just
can sleep."

She nodded. "I can see why. My name is Jean by the way."

"Nice to meet you Jean, wish it could be during an less
pressing time."

"Let me see if I have this right." Brian said, stopping in
his pacing to look at me. "Due to your actions, cosmic
coincidence and politics at there worst, you are being
forced to abandon Earth."

"In brief, yes."

He nodded. "And you want me to help you by setting up a
hyper-link to Io and send you a feed of the Internet.
Allowing you to keep up the appearance that you're still on
Earth, but just in a different location."

I let out another yawn. "That is it."

"I suppose I can help, but why Io? From what I gather from
your story, your base in the asteroid belt is on the fold.
Why not just you that one?"

I smiled. "Simple really. It's still to close to Earth. It's
safe to pop in and out though it, but if it was keep open
all the time," I shrugged. "Eventually the energies involved
would effect the fold on Earth and have the same effect.
Boom."

He nodded a bit. "And Io is far enough away?"

"That, and because of Jupiter's mass, the energies won't
bleed off enough to do more then add a few years to the
healing time."

He walked over to where I sat and stood next to Jean. "You
didn't say how long that will be."

I rubbed my chin though my beard. "At least twenty years,
more like twenty-five."

A flicker of a frown crossed his face.

"It's not a total abandonment. I can use it every now and
then. Once, maybe twice a year. Though big problem will be
drift. I probably won't come out anywhere near my house, and
maybe not even in Spokane."

He clapped his hands together. "Ok then. I suggest we get
started. It's not exactly a quick trip to Io."

I let out a small chuckle. "We're not going to Io."

Brian gave me a funny look.

I shook my head. "Yes, we ARE going to Io, but not going TO
Io. We haven't been able to get into the rest of the base to
see where, and even if, there is a landing bay on or to the
surface. So instead, we're going to go to my base, then take
the fold to Io."

He nodded again. Then turned to Jean, "Would you please get
the equipment I'll need, and have my lazy dragon bring me my
staff."

She nodded, and headed out of the bay.

He turned back to me. "Will we need to take that with us?"
He asked, nodding at the flitter.

I patted it with my hand. "If we must. I was kind of hoping
that we could leave it here. Then after we're finished, you
could bring me back, and I would fly it the base."

He nodded. "Good, then I suggest we get to work."

* * *

A few scatter bits of a rare dream flickered over my eyes as
I felt someone shaking my shoulder. I groaned a bit, and
forced my eyes open.

I found myself where I was when I apparently fell asleep.
Sitting in a chair, on the flight deck of Brian's shuttle.

I yawned. "I take it we're almost there?"

Brian nodded. "I've stop a few thousand feet away actually."

I stretched out, sitting up in my seat. "Then if you'll turn
on the radio, I'll open the door."

He punched one of the many buttons in front of him. "Just
speak."

I nodded. "Computer." I stated.

There was a slight pause, then a deep ping filled the room.
The computer on the base had picked up on the communication
frequency we where using, and varied my voice.

"Open up the bay, code Alpha-five-Tango."

There came a second ping. Then though the view screen I
watched as a large side of the asteroid pulled it's self
open. A few whiffs of air escaped into space, but nothing
else.

"Close the link, and land."

He nodded. The next few minutes where uneventful, as Brian
landed his ship in my base with a lot more grace then I did
on his.

Once inside, the bay door closed, and the computer refilled
the room with air. I then followed Brian out the air-lock,
and into the bay.

"It's cold." Was his first observation, as he carried the
large case of equipment out of the shuttle.

I nodded. "A lot of heat gets lost in hear. Sooner or later
I'll get a better door, but that's far from now." I then
started off accost the bay.

As we slipped though the door, and into the warmer hallway,
Brian said. "I did think of something while you where
sleeping."

"What?"

"You said that part of your reasons for doing this was the
restriction on forbidden-verses."

I nodded. "Ya, I can use another fold if I go to Earth
though that fold, and if I use another fold, I can't go to
Earth, and the same goes for everyone else in the universe.
It's one of the few rules even I can't get away with
breaking."

"Won't I be breaking it then?"

I shook my head. "No, not at all. In fact that was the
reason why I insisted that only you come along with me. I
wasn't sure about anyone else."

"What makes me exempt?"

I stopped in front of the room where the fold was. Opening
the door. "There is a bit of a clause in the rules about
what to do about inter-stellar relationships, if they exist
before hand."

"Which means?"

I slipped into the room, with Brian right behind me. "I
spent about five hours puzzling it out. What it amounts to
is that as long as you are Kalindra's mate, you can use the
folds."

He nodded. "It's strange having someone you hardly know,
know so much about you."

I shrugged, and with my usual mental tweak, open the fold.

As the portal expanded, slowly fluxing with light, Brian
smiled. It wasn't the usual reaction to seeing it. That was
usually pure amazement.

"Shade of _Sliders_." He said.

I snickered a bit. "I said that same thing the first time I
saw the show, but the other way around. Anyway I think this
predates it by... the age of the universe."

That got him laughing a bit. Then I gave him a wave, and
steeped though the fold, and onto Io.

I took three steps forward into the room that housed the
fold. The 11 foot by 11 foot room was a bit busy with both
of the brother bent over working on the com-laser system.

A second later Brian step though. His first reaction was to
hold his hand against his head, and rub his nose. "Is it
always that reaching?" He asked.

"For the first few times." I explained, closing the fold.

By this time the brothers had noticed we had arrived, and
had stood. The pair of them had changed clothing sense I
last saw them, and now wore a pair of coveralls.

"Brian, this is Rhan," I said, "And the one with the glasses
is Jock."

Jock smiled. "The team better know as..." He started. I
closed my eyes.

"The Platypus Brothers." They both said in unison.

Brian had this look on his face, it was impossible to
describe, but made me wish I had a picture of it. It clearly
showed that he got the reference, and wondering why in the
world he was hearing it.

"I made the mistake of showing them a few tapes of
_Tazmania_. It stuck." I told Brian in a stage whisper.

"You scare me." He said.

I smiled. "Thanks, I try."

"Hey!" Rhan said, now next to us, "We happen to like it!"

I nodded, holding my hands up in defense. "Ok ok! How is it
going?"

"The com-laser is just about calibrated for the refraction,"
Rhan explained, Jock was back at work already. "And the
interface is almost finished."

I smiled. It had been Brian's idea to send the specs for the
link between his hyper-link and the com-laser. It wasn't to
hard to do, as I had followed Oriana's suggestion of setting
the base's computer to bounce certain singles onto are
communication lines, and to Io.

Which reminded me, "Where is Oriana?"

Rhan looked up, already back at work. "On the other side, we
need someone there to help adjust it."

"Ok. Anything I can do to help?" I already felt out of
place. Brian was already a few feet away, setting his
equipment up.

Jock responded this time. "No, not unless you can calibrate
this stuff."

I took a few steps back, and watched.

It took less the a minute more before the brothers switched
on the com-laser. As the system turned on, there was a blur
over the fold, and a small circular portal formed on it. It
pressed down a few inches until it had a good indentation.

This got me interested, normal the com-laser just
disappeared into the fold, with no sigh of it's passage.
I've need seen it do something like this before. "Is that
normal?" I asked.

Rhan nodded. "For high-bandwidth it is." He then tapped his
tail on the floor a couple times, and stood up. "There, both
sides are calibrated." He then moved over next to Jock, and
they started to work in concert on the interface for the
hyper-link.

A few seconds later, the portal expanded from where the
laser entered it, until it was full sized. Oriana walked
though it into the room. It then shrunk back down to around
the laser.

I smiled, one of the nice things about the com-laser system
was that it didn't interfere with using the fold for
transportation.

She walked over to me, and gave me a hug. "You made it." She
said, sounding relieved.

I hugged back. "Ya, and it's all working out. Brian is
helping." I pointed over to him, and saw that he was now
working with Jock.

She nodded, but frowning a bit. "How are you feeling?"

I gave her a fake smile. "Bad. Everything is starting to
fall into place, and it's starting to overwhelm me."

She nodded again, then hugged me once more, as tight as she
could this time.

I just leaned my head on her shoulder, and wished that I
could cry.

We stayed that way for some time, finally breaking up when
one of the brothers said. "That was easier then expected."

I slowly stepped away from Oriana, and looked over. Brian's
equipment was up and running, and connect to the com-laser.

"Every thing check's out?" I asked.

Rhan nodded. "We're getting the feed from the hyper-link,
and the getting the confirmation that it's going though. It
may need a few tweaks here and there, but it's work great."

I nodded back, then turned to Oriana. "You go back to the
house. I'll be there in at most a day. I going to have to
fly the flitter back to the base."

She didn't do anything, but smiled a bit.

I smiled back, then turned to Brian. "Ready to go?"

He nodded.

We went.

* * *

Hours later, I was back in Brian's moon base, standing next
to my flitter. I staring up though the dome, and at the
Earth.

I had started this escapade on the afternoon of the 21st, it
was now into the dark hours of the 23rd. It had been to long
for me, I planed to let the auto-pilot fly most of the way
back, and I would try to get some sleep. I doubted I would,
but I would still try.

"How much more is left to be done?" Brian asked, as he came
up behind me.

I didn't move, but replied. "None. None at all. The day
before I left I set the bio-drone to Earth. It will take
care of the rest for me. It's over."

He came over next to me, and sighed. "It's a hell of a
Christmas present."

I nodded. Then looked over at him. "Thanks for your help. We
may not have been able to pull it off with out you."

He shrugged a little bit.

I ran my hand along the flitter, looking down into the
cockpit. Then looked back at him. "I hope I get to see you
again some day."

He smiled. "Don't push your luck."

I sighed. "I guess had better go back now. I guess I can't
call it the house any more. It's now home."

He nodded. "You'll survive."

I shrugged, and jumped up into the flitter. "Ya, I will." I
searched my mind for a good farewell statement. Goodbye just
didn't seem to fit here. I picked one that Kalie had used
before.

"Dream well."

He grinned. "Same to you." Then took a step back.

Reaching over, I closed the canopy to the flitter. I was
going home.

If that was a real place anymore.

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Note: Thanks to Brian Antoine for his help with this
one. I could have still done it with out him, but it would
have sounded very silly.

If you haven't read Brian's series of stories, you should
check it out at http://tau-ceti.isc-br.com/ it's worth it.