A Simple Life: The Drath Series, #11
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Shahnaz hummed as he sculpted the Wave around his asteroid tug. It was a simple life, herding asteroids to the space stations at Tasma's core.
Until he found a drifting escape capsule. Caelan was everything that Shanaz wasn't: Gensyn, strong and hunted.
Choosing to help xir will destroy everything Shahnaz cared about. Not helping will destroy the galaxy.
Either way, his heart hung in the balance.
Meyari McFarland
Meyari McFarland has been telling stories since she was a small child. Her stories range from SF and Fantasy adventures to Romances but they always feature strong characters who do what they think is right no matter what gets in their way. Her series range from Space Opera Romance in the Drath series to Epic Fantasy in the Mages of Tindiere world. Other series include Matriarchies of Muirin, the Clockwork Rift Steampunk mysteries, and the Tales of Unification urban fantasy stories, plus many more. You can find all of her work on MDR Publishing's website at www.MDR-Publishing.com.
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A Simple Life - Meyari McFarland
A Simple Life
A Drath Romance Novel
Meyari McFarland
MDR Publishing
Contents
1. Belt
2. Ice
3. Hammock
4. Engines
5. Bassan
6. Books
7. Shock
8. Surprise
9. Pod
10. Drop
11. Traitor
12. Betrayed
13. Map
14. Friends
15. Gensyn
16. Storm
17. Drathanni
Other Romance Books by Meyari McFarland:
Author's Note: Fragments of a Chain
1. Blank
2. Failure
Afterword
Author Bio
Other Romance Books by Meyari McFarland:
Matriarchies of Muirin:
Coming Together
Fitting In
Following the Beacon
The Solace of Her Clan
The Manor Verse:
A New Path
Following the Trail
Crafting Home
Finding a Way
Go Between
Like Arrows of Fate
The Drath Verse
Clash of Lines
Joining of Lines
Consort of the Crystal Palace
Fragments of a Chain
Stranded With You
Reunited Hearts
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This story is dedicated to Meeya for teaching me about Islam and for being a wonderful person, to my father for always teaching me to keep an open mind about everything, even religion, and my husband for his constant support.
1. Belt
Shahnaz hummed as he sculpted the Wave around his asteroid tug. Broad, gently sloped until the outer edge where it got steep enough to keep his herd of asteroids from flipping out of the Wave. Made for a slow trip from the Oort Cloud inwards towards Tasma's cosmopolitan core but Shanaz rarely lost an asteroid .
Not like some of the others who'd flip them right out of the herd, sending them on unstable paths through the solar system. Waste of time and energy, that. Shahnaz hated having to loop around, scoop the asteroids back up, circle them into a herd again before slowly making his way back towards the sun.
Towards Tasma, really. Only marginally livable planet in the whole system. Even Tasma planetary was 'habitable' only by convention's sake. Algae that breathed a faint oxygen atmosphere and nothing above amoebas in the water wasn't life as far as he was concerned. Passed the lowest bar but goodness, that one very low bar.
'Course they were fixing that, down planetary side. Bringing in tough Grazzt plants and animals, pumping water and hydrocarbons into the atmosphere. That's where Shahnaz's asteroids were going. Really, last time he'd spent time on one of Tasma's twenty space stations he'd heard that the new ruler of Tasma planetary was talking about building new domes, bringing in tourists, all sorts of wild dreams.
Wouldn't be long before an asteroid cowboy like Shanaz had to find a new system to work in. Pity. He'd spend twenty long years in Tasma, running asteroids to the core. Wasn't a job that paid a lot but the independence was well worth it. Still, at forty-two it was time for thinking of different things. Maybe having a honey back on one of the stations to come home to, taking fewer trips, transporting scientists or tourists around the system.
Huh, yeah, like they'd enjoy my ship.
Shahnaz chuckled.
Studied the Wave and nodded that it was stable after the addition of that last huge asteroid. He leaned back in the pilot's chair, stretched long, lean arms over his head until his shoulders cracked and his spine felt like it gained an inch or three. His fingers brushed against the ceiling overhead, glancing against the switch for gravity controls, the dial that he'd installed for lowering the volume of the never-ending warnings of debris in the Wave.
Be nice if he could pull the warning bell out but on trips out it was important. Needed to know if he accidentally picked something up in the Wave. Threw the whole Wave off which could be deadly. Coming back in, it was a nuisance. Safety first and all that but twenty years flying the Blessed Prayer had done more to teach Shahnaz how to recognize a problem than any of the million and one built-in warning bells and chimes.
What I get for turning a passenger yacht into a tug boat,
Shahnaz said to the ceiling. The little green light forward sensor blinked at him, steady as a heartbeat, reassuring him that nothing was in their way out past the Wave boundary.
He turned the pilot's chair, hunched his way out into what used to the command center of the Prayer. Twenty feet long, fifteen feet wide, twelve and a half feet high, the control consoles that shoulda been there were long since cannibalized to make storage cabinets. No reason for four command centers when Shahnaz was the only one on the ship. It'd taken a horrific amount of rewiring to create his pilot's cubby but hey, it worked. Gave him lots of room to stretch when he wasn't actively piloting in so it was all to the good.
Nice hammock to sleep in hung in the far corner by the door. Place for his flute and traditional sitar made by his father years before he'd died. And books. Tons and tons of books tucked into cabinets, stacked on the consoles, scattered about on the floor holding each other open so he could work on a dozen different exercises just for fun.
Not much to do while you herded asteroids back into the system. Shahnaz had become a bookworm after his first run, buying a huge number of digital and then thousands of battered old print books on every subject under the stars. Most people liked paper books but they didn't keep them. Read it, recycle it, get something new. Wasteful. Better to keep the book and really study it. Two of the passenger bunks was completely full of books that he'd 'retired', having learned them cover to cover, as well as two of his never-used storage holds.
Gonna have to see if I can find more books about Wave-based quantum physics,
Shahnaz commented as he sauntered towards the galley. Last one didn't make a lot of sense. Make sure I don't forget that once I get there.
Noted.
The computer system had a sexless voice, bland as bare unpainted steel. Shahnaz always thought about getting memory and personality upgrades for his system but he really didn't want to. AI's were all right, especially the sort with robot bodies, but Shahnaz had never been all that comfortable around them. Something about them made the hair stand up on his arms. Too smart, too different, too eternal for a simple man like him.
Maybe when he was older he'd work to get over the prejudice. It kind of embarrassed him the way he reacted. Not like AI's were dangerous, no moreso than a human was. They were much less likely to hurt you, all things being equal.
Just don't like them,
Shahnaz said and shrugged.
Good time to get some food so he sauntered on back to the galley. Slick little thing that he'd done absolutely nothing to change over the years. Sure, he'd put in new appliances three years ago, better, more efficient fridge and microwave, nice little stove that let him make real roasts and slow cooked beef, but the structure and function of it had always worked so perfectly that he saw no need to change it. The fridge was exactly the right distance from the stove and cutting board which was just right above the oven and below the microwave. Nice little thing.
Leftover beef he'd cooked in the oven for twelve hours was still good. Had a loaf of bread he'd baked three days go. That plus some mustard, mixed up just last night, would make a nice sandwich. Add some tomatoes from the hydroponics down in the air cycling system and he'd have a great meal.
Shahnaz stopped, tub of beef in his hands as he realized something was beeping.
Now what?
He shoved the beef back into the fridge, locked the fridge door to secure it and then ran all out towards the pilot chair. His little forward sensor light blinked yellow as he scrambled into place. As he flipped the monitors on it went red and the beep turned into a strident howl that he shut off.
I know, I know!
Shahnaz snarled at his computer. Show me what we're looking at already!
Monitors didn't show a damned thing.
Nothing…
No.
Allah forgive us,
Shahnaz whispered as he finally picked out the tiny little obstruction. Who would jump ship this far out? In a coffin life pod no less.
Didn't really matter one way or the other. No way was Shahnaz going to let whoever it was die. His Wave was a gentle enough one that he could slowly ease it down into normal space and the asteroids he'd herded would keep on slowly tumbling towards Tasma. Sure, they'd spread out over time but he'd slowed their spin and rotation enough that it'd take weeks before their path diverged. Even the big six kilometer one would keep right on slowly tumbling its way towards Tasma, thankfully on a course that wouldn't plow it into any planets or stations.
Shahnaz dropped the Blessed Prayer out of the center of the asteroids, using the minimum amount of jets to get himself away from them. Nodded when they didn't shift trajectory at all. Just what he wanted. Another few deft little jets maneuvered him around, back towards the life pod slowly tumbling out towards the Oort cloud.
Someone was desperate,
Shahnaz murmured as he carefully lined up the tractor beam's targeting and then slowly, gently, as delicately as he could, drew it in to his little docking bay.
Never used the thing except when he was in station loading the ship with supplies for a run out to the Oort cloud. It was nothing more than a glorified airlock with capacity to take two six by six crates in a row with a lovely little crane overhead that'd let him take the crates into any of the four small storage bays on the ship. Two of those were full of crates of frozen or packaged food. The other two were stacked to the ceiling with books, forming his personal library. Wouldn't be much room for the life pod. Still, the life pod was only eight feet long, four feet wide, so there was room. Somewhere.
Question is why someone would do that,
Shahnaz muttered as he set the Blessed Prayer to stay in this relative place, slowly pacing his herd of meandering asteroids. No SOS beacon. No signs of debris. Didn't get any news of a ship in distress from the comms. Or any messages of someone overboard. Whoever it was didn't want to be found. They have to have jettisoned and then prayed that no one would find them.
Couldn't be contraband. The sensors had shown one lifesign in the pod. No room inside it for anything else. Coffin life pods barely had room for a standard human, much less one with broad shoulders or wide hips. Shahnaz shook his head. No point to pondering it when he had the person on board. He scrambled out of his pilot chair and then ran back to the docking bay.
Got there just in time to see the outer airlock door close which meant he had a long three minutes waiting for the air to pressurize before he could open the inner door and go check on the pod. Standard pod, the sort you'd have in any big liner. Not marked with Ceelen or Hyun-Ju ID's though so it had to be from one of the littler lines, the ones who scraped by on shorter runs or harder Waves than the big luxury liners.
Why would you do this?
Shahnaz asked as he nodded that the occupant was alive. Healthy. Asleep, or in a meditative trance. He'd have gone trance if he'd been stuck in a life pod with no idea if he'd be rescued before the life support ran out.
The view port showed a beautiful face, oval as a grain of rice but dark rosy-brown skin with long black lashes. Several feathery curls of black hair cupped the occupant's face, framing their cheeks, their forehead.
Oh my,
Shahnaz whispered, heart lurching a little because he'd never seen someone that beautiful before. Wonder who you are?
He started the process to open the pod and then jerked when the occupant opened their eyes. Ice blue, cold and hard and so damned suspicious. Shahnaz didn't blame them, not given what he'd seen so far. So he just waved one hand and kept on working to free them. No way to tell what gender they claimed, not from out here, and that face was way too androgynous for making a determination.
Don't kill me,
Shahnaz said the instant the lid cracked open. Sensors showed you floating in space so I hauled you in. I'm the only one on my ship and the controls are all custom. You wouldn't be able to fly her without serious effort.
The