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Gsefx would inevitably have difficulty waking up on time, ultimately leading to his being late for work. With all of the extra time he put in, his tardiness had never been an issue—until after the promotion. Now, just as with every other mistake Gsefx made, Qilzar was right there to let him have it.
    Gsefx arrived at the shopping complex, parked and waited patiently until he felt comfortable Xtlar was out of his meetings. He punched in Galacticount’s main code number into the vidcon. The communication was answered immediately by a young female he didn’t recognize.
    “Greetings, and welcome to Galacticount. How may I help you?”
    “I need to speak to Et Xtlar, right away please!”
    “I’m sorry, Et Gsefx,” said the receptionist. “I’m showing your credentials have recently been revoked. I’ll be unable to connect you. Goodbye.”
    Now, if he had been in a reasonable state of mind, Gsefx would not have been surprised at his inability to reach Xtlar. It was only logical that all terminated employees be denied access to company facilities and not be permitted to bother high-ranking executives with their disgruntled ravings.
    Gsefx was not in a reasonable state of mind. He went into a total and complete rage. Shouting obscenities at the top of his lungs, he threw whatever objects he could get his four hands on, and beat his fists on top of the console. All-in-all, it was quite an entertaining display for the employees of the shopping complex, who were arriving to begin their shift.
    As his outburst subsided and he began to regain some semblance of control, he considered what to do next.
    I have to reach Xtlar, but how? I can’t get to him physically, and any attempt to call him is automatically terminated. Perhaps I can reach him later.
    He searched the Laxor database for Xtlar’s residential communicator code, only to find that it was, of course, unlisted.
    As he racked his brain in an attempt to figure out how to get his job back, he noticed his vehicle’s energy levels were a bit on the low side, so he left the shopping complex for a refueling station not far away. As he locked into the fueling channel and began to recharge, it finally hit him.
    “Planvc!” he said to the rather confused attendant. “Of course, Planvc will help me! Why didn’t I think of him before?”
    The attendant simply shrugged his shoulders.
    “I wouldn’t know,” he said, as he finished the recharging process.
    Planvc was Gsefx’s closest friend and co-worker at Galacticount. He would be able to get a message to Xtlar.
    Yes, that will work, thought Gsefx. But he will be at the office now as well, and I won’t be able to get through to him any more than I could get through to Xtlar. I’ll have to wait until the end of the rotation and call Planvc at home.
    He took a deep breath and decided to go home and wait it out. Lhvunsa was there, but she would be locked in client meetings all day. She probably wouldn’t even notice him.
    A few additional deep breaths later, Gsefx pulled out of the refueling station and turned his music on again. He smiled as he thought of Lhvunsa’s reaction when he first played albalan music for her. She had called it loud and obnoxious and told him not to ever play it again around her. He’d laughed at her reaction, and agreed to only play it when he was by himself in his vehicle. What made it all the more amusing was that he couldn’t disagree with her description. Albalan was, in fact, loud and obnoxious, but that’s what he liked about it. It was what made it, surprisingly enough, soothing and relaxing to him. So much so, that as his cockpit filled with its discordant sounds, his mind quickly drifted away from his current predicament and onto the curious nature of this latest musical find.
    Meaning “primitive” in Galactine Standard, albalan was defined by a stringed instrument known as an “elek trik git-arr” by the natives who played it. The git-arr was usually accompanied by a variety