The Skypirate Part 3
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"The light?"
"The yellow system." She gave him a twisted, sour smile. "The pain system."
Dax blinked. "You were right. I don't understand."
The smile, for the briefest instant, became a real one. In the moment before it faded, Dax caught himself starting to smile back instinctively.
"The collar isn't just worn...Captain." She sounded as if she wasn't sure what to call him, but he waved her to continue. "It's implanted. With probes directly into the brain."
Dax winced at the thought. "Probes to cause pain?"
"For control."
He stared at her for a moment, nausea churning in his stomach at the evil simplicity of it. Her desperation, her fear made sense now, as did the sweat of pain on her face.
"The controller," he said softly. She nodded. "That's what you meant by your limit? Your distance from it?"
She nodded again. "It has a range. It was set for the length of the prison wing."
"That's why you had to take it with you."
"Yes."
"And why you can't go any farther now. Because it's on the bridge, in my cloak."
She nodded.
"Can't you change the range?"
"No. It takes a special seal to activate that system. Only Coalition officials have them."
"What are the other two systems? The red and the blue?"
"You don't know?" Her eyes widened in apprehension, as if she were afraid the question would anger him. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to question you, I"
Her fear irritated him. "Stop looking like you think I'm going to beat you or something."
"It is the usual punishment for a slave who questions the master."
His stomach knotted at her words. "I'm no one's master," he ground out. "I merely asked about the other crystals."
"You truly do not know," she said, and he wondered if that, too, would have been a question instead of an observation had she not been afraidor too well trained?to make it one.
"Forgive me for not being familiar with the details of Coalition enslavement," he said, his repulsion at what had been done to her making his voice sharp. "I've been gone a long time. Please explain."
At his tone, the wariness, the fear, reappeared in her eyes. She hesitated, studying him. Suddenly, he understood. And his irritation faded away. "Never mind. If I don't already know, you'd be a fool to tell me."
She gaped at him, clearly startled once more. "But if you order me to tell you, I must"
"It would give me a power no one has the right to have." He tried to shrug off his distaste for what she had told him, and said lightly, "I'm just sorry you didn't explain this before. You're lucky Rina didn't try to knock you out and drag you the rest of the way. You are a little... pungent."
"If she had," Califa said, her tone grim, "it wouldn't have mattered. We'd all be dead."
Dax stared at her. "What?"
"I told you there's a set limit. When you reach it, the pain system activates. If you go past it...it blows up."
Dax's gaze shot down to the collar. "It's explosive?"
"Very. The core is photon propellant igniter." Dax whistled, long and low. Califa's mouth twisted into that arid smile again. "Yes. They call it permanent discipline."
"Permanent is right," Dax muttered. "It would take your head off, along with the top of this s.h.i.+p." His gaze lifted to her face. "How long have you been...?"
"A slave?" She laughed, that harsh, humorless sound again. "Nearly a year."
He sucked in his breath. For her to have withstood this for a year and still have any spirit left at all, amazed him. She must have been a most amazing woman, before they began to try to break her. His gaze flicked to the collar once more.
"How do you get it off?"
"You don't. Unless you happen to have a good laser surgeon handy."
Dax shook his head. "Nelcar's good at what he does, but he's no surgeon." He might have become one, once. But the Coalition had put an end to that dream.
"Captain," she began hesitantly.
"Dax," he corrected. "Only Roxton calls me Captain, and only to irritate me."
"Does it?"
He drew back a little, surprised by the question. She looked equally surprised that she'd asked it.
"Yes," he said after a moment.
"I wonder why," she said.
It was a rhetorical enough questionor another question safely phrased as an observationthat he didn't try to answer. That he didn't deserve that or any other t.i.tle was not something he wanted to discuss with this woman, a stranger. When he didn't speak after a long moment, she did.
"Dax... would you..."
She stopped, biting her lip, her eyes lowered. He wanted to snap at her, to tell her to show some of the spirit he'd seen before. But he restrained himself, and kept his voice even.
"Am I so frightening that you can't ask a simple question?"
As if unconsciously, her hand crept to her throat, to finger the gold band. Her eyes met his. "It is...the first thing they train us in. A slave never questions, never looks, never thinks..."
Train. Not teach, but train, Dax thought. Like an animal. "I am no one's master," he repeated. "Ask what you will."
"I...would you...give me the controller?"
His first instinct was to say yes, to show her he meant what he'd said, that no one should have that kind of power over another being. But he had more than just himself to think of. He had a s.h.i.+p, and a crew. He might not deserve the t.i.tle, but he knew that crew looked to him as they would a captain. And trusted him.
He let out a long, weary breath. "I can't, Califa. I don't know you, or what you were in there for"
"The usual Coalition a.s.sumption of guilt by a.s.sociation," she said bitterly.
"I'm sorry. But I can't. I can't risk the safety of my crew."
For a long moment she just looked at him, and he had the oddest feeling that he had somehow hit upon the one argument that would work with her. Why it did, he didn't know, but she only said stiffly, "Then you'd better stay upwind."
"I didn't say we couldn't compromise. This is the range? From the bridge to here?" When she nodded, he did some quick figuring. "I'll move it to my quarters."
She inhaled quickly, her eyes widening.
"Something wrong with that? It's just forward of amids.h.i.+ps. You'll have to share quarters with Rina, but you'll be able to go anywhere forward of the weapons stations, and aft of the bridge. You get half the s.h.i.+p and I get to sleep at night."
She relaxed, as if she'd misunderstood what he'd meant at first, although he didn't see how. But then, he was still trying to figure out why his reference to the safety of his crew had quieted her arguments.
"All right. I...Thank you."
He had the feeling that hadn't been easy for her to say. "Wait here. I'll send Rina back when I've moved the controller." He gave her a sideways look. "You will take a soak, won't you?"
"With pleasure," she said, giving him a real smile that echoed the glimpse he'd seen earlier. She could, he thought in surprise, be pa.s.sable looking under all that grime.
He turned to call for Roxton, who was, if he knew him, waiting just out of sight beyond the next bulkhead. Before he could, Califa spoke again softly.
"Dax?"
It sounded quite different from the first time she'd said his name, besides just the volume, but he wasn't sure exactly why. He looked back over his shoulder at her.
"I...Thank you for taking me with you."
His mouth quirked. "Did I have a choice?"
"No, I suppose not. But neither did I."
"So you said."
"They were going to s.h.i.+p me to Ossuary. Because I wasn't...cooperating." He saw the shudder again, and her instant effort to control it. "I know what happens there."
"So do I," Dax said softly.
He had seen the place, when he'd taken Nelcar out of the labor camp next to the infamous prison. Huge, hulking, dark and ugly, the screams echoed from its walls day in and day out. It was where those worn out or useless to the Coalition were sold, where the stubborn were broken, the proud crushed. He'd never been so glad to leave a place in his ion trail.
"I had to do it," she said.
"I suppose you did."
"I knew if you were half the man the girl said you were, you would pull it off."
He lifted a brow at her. "Was that a compliment?"
"If you wish." She raised a brow at him in turn. "I've never seen a weapon like that crossbow you used."
His face lost all expression. "And you probably never will again." He turned his back on her then, and shouted for Roxton. As he'd expected, the man popped out from behind the next bulkhead, grinning.
"Stay with her until Rina gets here," he ordered, and walked away without looking back.
Chapter 3.
Califa studied herself as best she could in the small mirrorRina apparently didn't worry much about appearanceand decided that while the red flight suit was far from the luxurious gowns she'd once worn, it was decidedly better than the baggy, filthy clothes she'd been trapped in for weeks.
Red. Despite the way it accented her dramatic coloring she'd never worn red, preferring the black that made up most of her wardrobe. Or had, she thought bitterly, in another life.
Stop it, she ordered. Self-pity accomplishes nothing. Hang on to the anger, if you must waste your time in emotion.
She fingered the sleeve of the flight suit. At one time it would have been tight on her, the girl being so much smaller than she, but she'd lost considerable weight in the last year, so although a bit short, and snug across her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, the garment fit well enough.
Looking at her reflection, she almost wished she'd left the dirt untouched, except that she didn't think she could bear it another moment. So she'd washed her face as well as the rest of herthankfully including her haironly to now face the reminder of one of the Coalition's less subtle methods. The bruise that marred her cheek was now turning an ugly shade of yellow, and stood out starkly against her naturally pale Arellian skin. And no amount of was.h.i.+ng would make the collar that banded her neck disappear.
"Eos, you look different."
Califa turned to Rina. The pixielike blonde seemed to have gotten over her disgruntlement with the quickness of the young, and had apparently decided that if they were going to have to share quarters, they might as well coexist peacefully. She'd even let Califa be first to use the soaking spray, and had gingerly disposed of her filthy clothing in the s.h.i.+p's trash atomizer. More important, Rina apparently hadn't the slightest notion of how one was supposed to treat a slave; she spoke to her as an equal, if not a friend.
Califa looked at the girl for a moment, waiting for some comment on the bruise. None came.
"Are you hungry? I'm starved. Let's go raid the galley."
Califa blinked. It had been a long time since she'd been asked what she wanted. Imperious commands had been the pattern of her life for what seemed like forever. At the thought, the dark, consuming cloud that hovered over her heart and soul threatened to descend; she fought it back, knowing she could not face it, could not confront the ugly self-knowledge it held.
"Yes," she said quickly, more to divert her mind than from the undeniable hunger that made her stomach cramp at the thought of food. "I am hungry."
Rina flashed a smile at her, a smile that reminded her of that moment when she and Dax had been alone, when he had very nearly smiled at her. Were they related, the skypirate and this pixie-child? she wondered as she followed the girl down the companionway. He was too young to be her father, but there was a resemblance noticeable despite the disparity of the girl's golden blondness and the skypirate's long mane of dark hair, despite her deep brown tan and his golden skin. It was in the vivid green eyes, mirror images except for the girl's pale lashes, and the pirate's thick, dark ones. They were obviously close, but Califa sensed no s.e.xual overtones in their relations.h.i.+p; besides, the girl was very young. If she'd seen her eighteenth year, Califa would be surprised, and rogue though the skypirate might be, she doubted his taste ran to children, despite his performance in the prison. No, it was more what Califa imagined a brother to sister relations.h.i.+p might be. She couldn't be sure; she'd never had either.
Was that their connection? she mused. Then a shocking idea occurred to her - why not ask?
The realization that she could simply ask a question nearly took her breath away. Even Dax had allowed her that. The girl had not treated her like a slave, either, not even in the cell they had shared. She had talked freelytoo freely, Califa thought, remembering Dax's lecture and her thought at the time that, as stern as the words might be, they lacked the heat of true anger to her cellmate, as if she were just another unfortunate prisoner, not a gold collar doomed to a life utterly and completely controlled by others.
For nearly a year she had lived with no right to speak or even move unless ordered to, and then only to follow those orders, knowing if she did notand sometimes even if she didpain unto agony would follow. But now...Did she dare? She swallowed heavily, the motion of her throat making her all the more conscious of the golden band.
"Have you a surname, Rina?"
The girl looked back at her. "Carbray," she said, smiling as if the question was of no consequence.
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