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Someday, there will be nowhere else to run.\u00a0 Some will want to come.\u00a0 Others will only be here because there\u2019s nowhere else.\u00a0 They will come here because it is the only place to go.<\/h3>\n

— Erich Quizibian, c. <\/i>5074 PD<\/h3>\n<\/blockquote>\n

3 Decem, 5249 PD<\/strong><\/p>\n

There were three children, two teenagers, and five adults, one a grandfatherly figure that for some reason reminded her vaguely of Freder.\u00a0 They\u2019d been seated around a table, a steaming kettle of tea sitting at the center of it, a loaf of bread settled in a basket, already sliced and still warm, homemade jam and sweet butter in bowls set near it with a pile of small plates and butter knives arrayed with the cups, spoons, honey and honey for the tea nearby.\u00a0 Lindsay studied these ten for another moment before smiling at the youngest, a boy of about ten, who sat looking hungrily at the bread and jam so near to him.<\/p>\n

\u201cHere,\u201d she said, picking up a slice and laying it on a plate.\u00a0 She spooned a dollop of the jam onto the bread and slid the plate to him with a knife to spread out his jam.\u00a0 The boy\u2019s eyes lit up and he smiled shyly at her.\u00a0 She smiled back, then let her gaze drift over to the adults.\u00a0 \u201cIt\u2019s not much, but I thought you might be hungry.\u201d\u00a0 She started pouring the tea and handing it out slowly.<\/p>\n

\u201cThank you,\u201d one of the men, young, in his thirties, maybe, said to her finally, smiling faintly.\u00a0 \u201cIt\u2019s very kind of you to see to us like this.\u201d<\/p>\n

Lindsay smiled wryly.\u00a0 \u201cI wish I could say it was for nothing.\u00a0 I wanted to talk to all of you.\u201d\u00a0 She\u2019d already been introduced as a member of the world\u2019s governing council.\u00a0 They knew that much about her.\u00a0 A few had seemed surprised, largely due to her apparent youth.<\/p>\n

She poured herself a cup of the tea and spooned in a little honey, taking a long, slow sip before setting the cup down again.\u00a0 \u201cThe people from Mission Systems said they found you adrift over the Whispers.\u00a0 Was that where you were trying to go?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOnly to refuel,\u201d the older man, the one who reminded her of Freder, said.\u00a0 \u201cWe were on our way here, to E-557.\u201d\u00a0 He glanced at one of the teenagers, who stared down into her mug.\u00a0 He shook his head a little.\u00a0 \u201cWe heard it was safe for psychics here.\u00a0 Like Mimir used to be.\u201d<\/p>\n

Psychics.<\/i>\u00a0 Lindsay hadn\u2019t read them yet.\u00a0 She wet her lips, rested her hands on the table, and extended her senses.\u00a0 Of course.<\/i>\u00a0 Two of the children, both teenagers, and three out of the five adults were all psychic to varying degrees.\u00a0 She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.\u00a0 \u201cI thought the Commonwealth protected psychics, too.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBy law,\u201d the old man said.\u00a0 \u201cThey\u2019re protected by law, but that can\u2019t stop what happens on the streets at night, or in back alleys during daylight hours, or what happens in the most paranoid of small communities.\u00a0 All it takes is one misstep, making the wrong person angry.\u00a0 That\u2019s all.\u00a0 That\u2019s all it takes.\u00a0 You incur the wrath of one powerful person and everyone else who was even vaguely uncomfortable with your presence suddenly looks the other way, doesn\u2019t care what happens to you.\u00a0 Doesn\u2019t care what the law says.\u00a0 You are the Other, the outsider, the one that\u2019s different, and different is wrong and cannot be tolerated.\u201d<\/p>\n

Lindsay sucked in a breath.\u00a0 \u201cYou worked for the Commonwealth.\u201d<\/p>\n

The old man smiled weakly.\u00a0 \u201cFor my whole life,\u201d he said softly.\u00a0 \u201cI worked with the Inspector General\u2019s office from the time I was an intern until six months ago, when I started planning this.\u201d<\/p>\n

Lindsay tilted her head slightly.\u00a0 \u201cThis?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOur escape,\u201d the old man said simply.\u00a0 He smiled again at Lindsay and took a piece of bread, spreading a touch of jam over it and taking a bite, chewing and swallowing before he spoke again.\u00a0 \u201cThe Commonwealth is very quickly becoming less and less safe, more and more unstable.\u00a0 And there\u2019s nothing any of us have been able to do to change that.\u00a0 It\u2019s been a slippery slope since the wars ended.\u00a0 Everyone keeps jockeying for power even if they\u2019re not shooting at each other anymore.\u00a0 Sometimes I think it was better when everyone was<\/i> shooting at each other.\u201d\u00a0 He shook his head sadly.\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019m sorry.\u00a0 I\u2019m spouting all of this and I haven\u2019t even told you my name.\u201d\u00a0 He extended his hand to her, smiling faintly.\u00a0 \u201cCarson Taylor-Monroe.\u201d<\/p>\n

Lindsay took his hand in her gloved one, shaking it with a faint smile.\u00a0 The old man still wore a wedding ring on his left hand, silver polished bright but with tarnish buried deep in the knot-worked design.\u00a0 \u201cLindsay Farragut.\u00a0 Call me Lindsay.\u00a0 No need to stand on ceremony in here.\u201d\u00a0 She squeezed his hand before she released it.\u00a0 \u201cWere there more coming?\u201d<\/p>\n

The old man took a breath and exhaled slowly.\u00a0 \u201cAnother set in a couple weeks.\u00a0 With my daughter.\u201d<\/p>\n

Lindsay nodded slightly.\u00a0 \u201cWe\u2019ll keep an eye out for them.\u00a0 Do you think the bombing of the Whispers might change their plans?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t know,\u201d Carson said softly.\u00a0 \u201cI really don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIt won\u2019t,\u201d the young man who\u2019d thanked her said quietly.\u00a0 \u201cThey\u2019ll leave come hell or high water.\u00a0 Ashley\u2019s too terrified to stay, I know that for a fact.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cMy nephew, Paul Baylef,\u201d Carson murmured quietly.\u00a0 \u201cThe little boy is his brother, Peter.\u201d<\/p>\n

Lindsay smiled a little.\u00a0 \u201cIt\u2019s nice to meet you.\u00a0 It\u2019s nice to meet all of you.\u00a0 Did you all know each other on New Earth?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cConnected through a web of blood ties and friendship, but some of us had never met before we got on that ship and left.\u201d\u00a0 Paul wrapped both hands around his mug.\u00a0 \u201cYou\u2019re not going to send us back, are you?\u201d<\/p>\n

Lindsay blinked at him.\u00a0 \u201cWhy would I do that?\u201d<\/p>\n

He shrugged slightly.\u00a0 \u201cThere are some rumors that E-557 is closed to people who hadn\u2019t been a part of the Foundation or the Psychean Guard.\u00a0 I imagine that\u2019s what keeps some refugees away.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo,\u201d she shook her head slightly.\u00a0 \u201cWe\u2019re not closed to outsiders.\u201d\u00a0 Lindsay smiled.\u00a0 \u201cWe just don\u2019t take people who aren\u2019t willing to adapt to our way of life here.\u00a0 The sustainability clauses in the colony\u2019s charter are gospel.\u00a0 This planet won\u2019t die the same death every other human inhabited planet is dying.\u00a0 As long as you\u2019re willing to abide by those clauses, everyone\u2019s welcome here.\u201d\u00a0 She slowly sat back down in her chair.\u00a0 \u201cAnd the clauses aren\u2019t nearly as hard to abide by as some might think, and we do<\/i> have quite a few modern conveniences.\u00a0 We just try to live as much with<\/i> the land as we live on<\/i> the land.\u201d\u00a0 Is it really so hard for us to do that?\u00a0 Or is it that I\u2019ve done it for so long it\u2019s simply second nature for me?<\/i>\u00a0 \u201cWe try to be low impact.\u00a0 It\u2019s impossible to be no<\/i> impact, but we try to maintain the land and its resources as best we can without living in tents and eating nuts and berries.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThen it\u2019s like Quizibian wrote about?\u00a0 In the codicil to Roots of Disaster<\/i>?\u201d\u00a0 The blonde woman\u2019s voice came softly as she looked up from her mug to Lindsay, pale eyes filled with a mixture of fear and hope.\u00a0 \u201cThat the Foundation, for all its idealism, was simply an effort to live in balance with the natural world surrounding them?\u201d<\/p>\n

Lindsay nodded slightly.\u00a0 \u201cThat\u2019s exactly it.\u00a0 Our forebears, the first Foundation colonists to come here, worked very hard to make sure that this planet was going to be a good home to humans but also to all of the species that were brought here to populate this planet.\u00a0 Species that don\u2019t exist anywhere else in the galaxy.\u00a0 That\u2019s part of their great legacy that they\u2019ve left to us, that all the people who\u2019ve come to E-557 and stayed here are the guardians of.\u00a0 We\u2019re the custodians of Old Earth\u2019s wonders of evolution that without the Foundation and the Psychean Guard before them would have been lost forever.\u201d<\/p>\n

Little Peter\u2019s eyes grew big and round.\u00a0 \u201cYou mean like bears and lions and tigers and horses and deer and all the animals in Uncle Carson\u2019s big books?\u00a0 The things that are only in the virtual zoos anymore?\u201d<\/p>\n

I\u2019d forgotten how much can\u2019t live back in the Commonwealth proper anymore.<\/i>\u00a0 Lindsay smiled faintly and nodded.\u00a0 \u201cYeah, we\u2019ve got all those things.\u00a0 There\u2019s a pack of wolves that live in the woods up near my house.\u00a0 They hunt the deer in the forest.\u00a0 Sometimes in the winter, we see them down near the stream, waiting to see if any deer are going to come to drink.\u201d<\/p>\n

The boy\u2019s voice was full of a hushed awe.\u00a0 \u201cWow.\u201d<\/p>\n

The wonder in his voice brought a smile to her face.\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019ll make sure you can see them sometime.\u00a0 I promise.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIt sounds as if this world is anything but sterile,\u201d one of the other women said softly.\u00a0 \u201cIt sounds amazing.\u00a0 Looking at this place, though, you can tell that it\u2019s anything but rustic, too.\u201d<\/p>\n

Lindsay shrugged a little.\u00a0 \u201cA lot of this was built before I came here.\u00a0 I wasn\u2019t born here, either\u2014I was a refugee, too, when I was a little girl.\u00a0 My aunt and I came here from Mimir.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re Guard stock?\u201d<\/p>\n

She nodded.\u00a0 \u201cJust like the three Marshals\u2014the military commanders here\u2014and a lot of other people.\u00a0 There are thousands of psychics here and all over the world, and there are thousands and thousands of non-psychics.\u00a0 Some of them are descendants of the Foundation, others are Psychean Guard refugees and descendants.\u00a0 There\u2019s a lot of people here living with the land and making lives that are in balance with the land and the rest of our society.\u201d\u00a0 Lindsay took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.\u00a0 \u201cEveryone helps each other where they can, supports each other.\u00a0 Without that, everything would come apart.\u00a0 We live according to the precepts set down by the founders and as egalitarian and self-sustainably as possible.\u201d\u00a0 She smiled faintly.\u00a0 \u201cEveryone supports everyone else.\u00a0 We trade back and forth for what we need.\u00a0 It all works out fairly equal in the end.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAnd you can support more people?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOf course.\u00a0 We adapt, like everyone else does.\u00a0 We just try to do it in ways that won\u2019t eventually destroy us all.\u201d\u00a0 She looked toward Carson, brow furrowing slightly.\u00a0 \u201cYou said things were getting bad on New Earth.\u00a0 What\u2019s going on?\u00a0 I\u2019ve only heard rumors and I\u2019m not sure I can trust all that I\u2019ve heard.\u201d<\/p>\n

Carson laughed weakly and shook his head.\u00a0 \u201cThe conglomerates are growing in power and influence over the Commonwealth parliament.\u00a0 Institutions that used to be sacrosanct are losing power and ability to carry out their appointed duties.\u00a0 It\u2019s only a matter of time before the Commonwealth is some sort of useless appendage with a flag.\u00a0 A cardboard cutout.\u00a0 It\u2019s been a paper tiger for years, but no one challenged it for a long time because the peace the Commonwealth brokered benefited everyone.\u00a0 It gave them a chance to lick their wounds and restore their internal power.\u00a0 Now that they\u2019re strong again, I imagine most of the larger conglomerates are thinking they don\u2019t need<\/i> the Commonwealth anymore.\u00a0 All it is to them is a giant ball of red tape.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSome of the congloms have sent representatives before the parliament to complain about restrictions on their activities,\u201d Paul added.\u00a0 \u201cThey want more control in the areas where they have the strongest presences.\u00a0 The Commonwealth hasn\u2019t caved in to their demands yet, but it\u2019s only a matter of time.\u201d\u00a0 He looked at the woman next to him, about the same age as he, with dark hair cut very short.\u00a0 \u201cTell her about what\u2019s going on in the Colonial Office, Kori.\u201d<\/p>\n

Kori took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.\u00a0 \u201cI was working in the Colonial Office main branch in Telanovus.\u00a0 We\u2019ve been seeing a lot of overlapping claims being filed with the Office by some of the larger and more powerful congloms.\u00a0 Once upon a time, they would have just been quashed, completely rejected and thrown out, but now they\u2019re starting to get past the clerks on the lower level and get up to the mid-level checkers.\u00a0 I\u2019ve heard rumors that some of them have even got past the mids and up to the final checkers before the claims go to the Office bigwigs.\u00a0 It\u2019s like we don\u2019t matter anymore.\u201d\u00a0 She bit her lip.\u00a0 \u201cThree separate entities filed claims for the Whispers in the past two months.\u00a0 They got quashed at the mid levels.\u00a0 They shouldn\u2019t have ever gotten<\/i> that far.\u00a0 They\u2019ve tried to fire some of the clerks at the low levels that are pushing the claims through to the mid levels, but they always seem to find their way back onto the roster.\u00a0 We don\u2019t know what\u2019s going on.\u201d<\/p>\n

Lindsay frowned.\u00a0 If the Colonial Office is losing its ability to protect the claims made by organizations to worlds and systems, that could spell big trouble for all of the smaller congloms.\u00a0 And us.\u00a0 Thanks be to the powers that be that Uncle Adam\u2019s getting us those warships from Mission Systems that the Guard commissioned before Mimir died.<\/i>\u00a0 \u201cThat doesn\u2019t sound good.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo,\u201d Kori said softly.\u00a0 \u201cNot at all.\u00a0 Everyone\u2019s pretty afraid.\u00a0 It\u2019s only a matter of time before none of us can do anything about it.\u00a0 If Chinasia and the Compact and Idesalli get their way, the Colonial Office is just going to become one big rubber stamp for their claims and to hell with everyone else.\u201d\u00a0 She shook her head slightly.\u00a0 \u201cThere\u2019s people inside of the Office fighting it, but I think we\u2019re all starting to realize that we\u2019re losing ground.\u00a0 Fast.\u201d<\/p>\n

D\u2019Arcy didn\u2019t tell us any of this.\u00a0 Not about the psychics, not about the Colonial Office.\u00a0 I refuse to believe he didn\u2019t know.<\/i>\u00a0 \u201cAnd the areas between Commonwealth and conglom territory?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThey\u2019re a mess,\u201d Paul said quietly.\u00a0 \u201cCongloms are tightening their control over border regions and taking control of areas that they never held, taking over whole communities.\u00a0 Sometimes the people are displaced, sometimes they\u2019re just\u2026absorbed.\u00a0 A few escape when that happens, but it\u2019s never many.\u00a0 Never that many at all.\u00a0 Some of the people just disappear and no one ever sees them again.\u201d<\/p>\n

Matches up with everything I\u2019ve ever heard about the Compact and Chinasia, that\u2019s for sure.<\/i>\u00a0 She took a deep breath an exhaled slowly.\u00a0 This is bad.\u00a0 Worse than I thought it was going to get this quickly.\u00a0 At least they haven\u2019t hit us here.\u00a0 Not yet, anyway.<\/i>\u00a0 It was coming, though.\u00a0 She could feel it.\u00a0 \u201cWell, I don\u2019t foresee any of you having to worry about that here.\u201d\u00a0 She smiled a little.\u00a0 \u201cWe\u2019ll get you set up with somewhere to sleep the next few nights while you talk to Consul Watson and a few others about your futures here in the colony.\u00a0 I\u2019ll be around, of course, if you need to talk to someone.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOur futures in the colony,\u201d one of the teenagers said, a question in his voice.\u00a0 \u201cI thought you said we could stay.\u201d<\/p>\n

Lindsay smiled weakly.\u00a0 \u201cI don\u2019t see a reason Amelda would send you back, especially in light of what you\u2019ve told me.\u00a0 It\u2019s mostly a discussion of where your strengths lie, what you\u2019d like to do now that you\u2019re here, that sort of thing.\u201d\u00a0 She shook her head.\u00a0 \u201cThere are lots of things refugees end up doing, but a lot of their descendants\u2014and some of the younger refugees\u2014end up doing stints in our military.\u00a0 It\u2019s small, but it\u2019s done the job so far.\u00a0 Probably going to be expanding soon.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDid you?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDo what?\u00a0 Do a stint in the defense forces?\u00a0 No.\u201d\u00a0 Lindsay laughed a little.\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019m not cut out for it.\u00a0 My husband trains pilots.\u00a0 He used to be a combat pilot from Chinasia before he came here.\u201d<\/p>\n

Kori\u2019s eyes widened fractionally.\u00a0 \u201cYou accept refugees from Chinasia?\u201d<\/p>\n

I\u2019m shocked that\u2019s so surprising.\u00a0 It shouldn\u2019t be the fact that we accept them is the surprising one, but the fact that anyone escaped to make it here in the first place.\u00a0 <\/i>\u201cBrendan\u2019s the only one so far.\u00a0 He was a kid, probably about your age.\u201d\u00a0 She gestured toward the teenager who\u2019d spoken.\u00a0 \u201cHe was the only survivor of a landing here, off the coast.\u00a0 The tides have erased pretty much all sign of it by now, though.\u00a0 It was a long time ago.\u201d\u00a0 And he was the only survivor because Alana led the response team and had finished off almost all the others.<\/i><\/p>\n

Carson smiled faintly at Lindsay.\u00a0 \u201cThere\u2019s quite a bit more to that story than you\u2019re telling.\u201d<\/p>\n

Lindsay blushed.\u00a0 \u201cMaybe someday I\u2019ll tell you.\u201d\u00a0 The door behind her opened, soft footsteps eased inside.\u00a0 She glanced back to see Ezra easing the door closed behind him quietly.\u00a0 He offered her a faint smile and she smiled back before she turned back to the refugees.\u00a0 \u201cEat, drink, please.\u00a0 I can\u2019t imagine that it\u2019ll be very long before we have a place for you to spend the night that\u2019s more comfortable than those chairs.\u201d\u00a0 She stepped away from the table and walked over to Ezra, brow furrowing.<\/p>\n

\u201cIs something wrong?\u201d<\/p>\n

He shook his head quickly.\u00a0 \u201cNo, no, nothing\u2019s wrong.\u00a0 Lots of injured, but Tiana\u2019s got all of that well in hand.\u00a0 She brought a couple of the interns she\u2019s been working with along and they\u2019ve been a huge help.\u201d Ezra paused and smiled a little.\u00a0 \u201cDid you want to take Brendan home tonight?\u201d<\/p>\n

She started to laugh.\u00a0 \u201cYou have to ask?\u201d\u00a0 Of course I\u2019d like to take him home tonight.\u00a0 I have no idea what we\u2019ll eat, but I\u2019d love to have him home.<\/i><\/p>\n

\u201cNo,\u201d Ezra admitted, smiling wryly.\u00a0 \u201cBut I thought I\u2019d make sure you weren\u2019t tied up in something up here before I just\u2026sent him home.\u201d<\/p>\n

She shook her head.\u00a0 \u201cNo, it\u2019s fine.\u00a0 I\u2019ll come pick him up on the way home.\u201d<\/p>\n

Ezra nodded.\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019ll let you finish up.\u00a0 I\u2019ve got to get some of the injured prepped to move to the clinic.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThanks, Ezra.\u201d<\/p>\n

He nodded again and slipped back out.\u00a0 She turned back to the refugees and smiled, walking back toward the table.\u00a0 They had begun to eat, now, though their nervousness hadn\u2019t quite faded.<\/p>\n

I\u2019m thinking that won\u2019t go away until Amelda\u2019s seen to them.\u00a0 <\/i>She smiled at them anyway, reaching for one of the spare mugs of tea.\u00a0 \u201cWelcome to E-557.\u00a0 Welcome home<\/i>.\u201d<\/p>\n

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