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“He threatens all of us goodly and Saintly people.”
    “Are you hurt, sir?” the other security
man asked Markoff.
    “We are all hurt.  Rozari is hurt and he
means to harm us more.”  Markoff gestured wildly.
    “Markoff,” Senya sighed and raised his
good arm, pointing a finger.
    “No, you don't!”  Katie grabbed Senya’s
hand and pulled it back down.  “You've done enough damage here already.”
    “She's right, Ron,” Thad agreed.  “It’s
probably not a good idea to send Markoff flying around the mall even if he is
crazy.”
    “Son of the Devil, Infidel Karukan,”
Markoff shouted, waving his arms to the crowd.
    “Yes, but he's also the son of the Saint,”
Luci piped up all of a sudden, emerging from the doorway she had been hiding
in.
    Markoff looked at my wife with surprise as
she stormed right up into his face.
    “I am a goodly and Saintly person too,”
she declared, fists planted in her hips as she did when she got angry.  “And I
can tell you that in fact, Sehron de Kudisha is also directly descended from
the Blessed Saint, Markiis Kalila through his son Mishka Kalila who settled our
Rehnor.  In fact, his mother's name was Lydia Kalila and she was a goodly and
Saintly woman too, Saint rest her beloved soul.  So there you are.”
    “But,” Markoff protested, obviously
confused by this new information.
    “But what?” Luci retorted, her face as red
as her wild hair.  “I can't see where he has done anything to harm this poor
planet.  In fact, as far as I can tell, he's done quite a lot to make it
better.  Much better than you Rozarians have done in the last thousand years. 
How many nice lakes and forests have you got outside of Kalika-hahr and
Takira-hahr that Dr. de Kudisha didn't reclaim all by himself?  How many people
is Dr. de Kudisha employing right now?”
    “Of course he's harmed this planet.  Did
you not just see that tornado?” Markoff demanded, pointing at the now calm sky.
    “Nobody was hurt by it,” Luci declared. 
“If you had gone through all the terrible things that he has gone through and
had this powerful force within you that sometimes just pops out, you'd be lucky
to control a tornado too.”
    Markoff scratched his beard and looked
terribly confused.  “Beg pardon?”
    “Maybe you're just jealous because he
hasn't given you a job?”  Luci suggested.  “Is that it?”
    “I don't need a job from him,” Markoff
replied haughtily.  “I am the head of the Neurology department at the Rozarian
Science Institute.”
    “Oh I see,” Luci replied doubtfully.
    “I'm not jealous,” Markoff stated, his
face turning purple.  He stomped a foot.  The crowd and the security men lost
interest and drifted off.
    “Who is this guy?” Katie asked.
    “He's the surgeon who was just about to
drill a hole in your head when Ron stopped him a few years ago,” Gina
whispered. 
    “Let's go get some dessert,” Thad
suggested.  “Anybody want cheesecake?”
    “I think, Dr. Markoff,” Luci concluded. 
“That you are in need of some medication.  You have an irrational dislike for
Dr. de Kudisha that can only be attributed to a medical condition.  If you
like, I'm sure Thad will arrange for you to see one of our psychiatrists
tomorrow for an evaluation.”
    “Well,” Dr. Markoff exclaimed.  “I have
never been so insulted in my life.”  Quickly, he turned around and practically
ran across the mall.  We all watched him go.
    “Wow!” Katie said.  “You were something,
Luci.”
    “Well, I…” she blushed furiously.
    “Damn, I could use you on my ship!”
    “Oh no, not on your ship, Madame,” Luci
pleaded.  “I wish to work in your household.”
    “My what?”
    “Luci,” Senya said and as red as Luci was
a moment earlier, now she had gone pale.  She looked at Senya and dropped to
her knees in obeisance.
    “Thank you, Luci.” he said and waved his
hand.  The pavement upon which Luci knelt was stained with Senya's blood and
began to