White, James – Sector General 07 – Code Blue Emergency

fact, so you don’t have to gopoking about in this pain-free and disgustingly

heaitny body checking my vital signs.”

“I don’t ask questions like that anymore,” Cha Thrat said, wishing suddenly that

she could laugh like Earth-humans to hide the fact that she did not feel like

laughing. “I’m in Maintenance now, so my instruments are much larger and would

be very much more uncomfortable.”

“O’Mara told me about that,” the Chalder said. “Is the work interesting?”

Neither of them, Cha Thrat felt sure, were saying the things they wanted to say.

“Very interesting,” she replied. “I’m learning a lot about the inner workings of

this place, and the Monitor Corps pays me, not very much, for doing it. When

I’ve saved enough to take some leave on Chalderescol, I’ll go and see how

everything is with you.”

“If you visited me, Cha Thrat,” the AUGL broke in, “you would not be allowed to

spend any of your hard-earned Monitor currency on Chalderescol. As you are a

name-user and off-world member of my family, they would be deeply insulted, and

would probably have you for lunch, if you tried.”

“In that case,” Cha Thrat said happily, “I shall probably visit you quite soon.”

“If you don’t swim clear, Technician,” said an Earth-human in Transfer Team

coveralls who had appeared beside her, “we’ll seal you in the tank now, and you

can damn well travel there with your friend!”

“Muromeshomon,” she said quietly as the seal was closing, “may you fare well.”

When she turned to go back to the unplanted vegetation, Cha Thrat’s mind was

concentrated on her Chalder friend to such an extent that she did not think of

the impropriety of what she, a mere second-grade techni-cian, said to the

Earth-human Monitor Corps Major as she passed it.

“My congratulations, Chief Psychologist,” she said gratefully, “on a most

successful! spell.”

O’Mara responded by opening its mouth, but not even an untranslatable sound came

out.

The three days that followed were spent on the Rhab-war resupply job, bringing

crew consumables and time-expired equipment to the largely Earth-human

maintenance people charged with bringing the ambulance ship to peak operating

efficiency, and occasionally assisting with the installation of some of the

simpler items. On its next trip Rhabwar would be carrying Diagnostician Conway,

a former leader of its medical team, and the present crew did not want it to

find any cause for complaint.

On the fourth day, Timmins asked Cha Thrat to wait while the other assignments

were given out.

“You seem to be very interested in our special ambulance ship,” the Lieutenant

said when they were alone. “I’m told that you’ve been climbing all over and

through it, and mostly when it’s empty and you are supposed to be off-duty. Is

this so?”

“Yes, sir,” Cha Thrat said enthusiastically. “It is a complex and beautifully

functional vessel, judging by what I’ve heard and seen, and it is almost a

miniature version of the hospital itself. The casualty treatment and

other-species environmental arrangements are especially. ..” She broke off, to

add warily, “I would not try to test or use any of this equipment without

permission.”

“I should hope not!” the Lieutenant said. “All right, then. I have another job

for you, on Rhabwar, if you think you can do it. Come with me.”

It was a small compartment that had been convertedfrom a post-op recovery room,

ana it suit reiameu us direct access to the ELNT Operating Theater. The ceiling

had been lowered, which indicated that the occupant-to-be either crawled or did

not stand very tall, and the plumbing and power supply lines, revealed by the

incomplete wall paneling, bore the color codings for a warm-blooded

oxygen-breather with normal gravity and atmospheric pressure requirements.

The wall panels that were in place had been finished to resemble rough planking

with a strangely textured grain which resembled a mineral rather than wood.

There was an untidy heap of decorative vegetation on the floor waiting to be

hung, and beside it a large picture of a landscape that could have been taken in

any forested lakeland on Sommaradva, if it had not been for subtle differences

in the tree formations.

The framework and padding of a small, low-level bed was placed against the wall

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