garrattj

Five-Minute fiction - 04:11-04:16

Its a certainly an issue we need to examine, Cresa said as he closed the media window on the holo-device. And youre telling me he wont be up for making the flight?

Not at all, Samuel Sorrinson said as he reclined in a chair opposite Cresass immense desk. I have no doubt that hed be able to make the trip once up there, but the problem comes in getting him there. The trip to the Arcamades is not the most pleasant of experiences, even for those with shuttle experience. And while, Im sure Talia would be willing to make the trip, mentally, I do believe that, physically, he is capable of very much.

I see, Cresa said. He turned the chair slowly to stair out the large curved window that dominated much of his office. Below him the city of Toronto glittered in the artificial light of early evening. The last traces of the sun disappeared behind the horizon, their light turning the clouds a diffuse orange as the glow faded. Youre not leaving me in the best of positions, Sam.

Im sorry Daniel, but I, in good conscience, cannot allow him to fly.