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The two women up on the screen were focusing all their attention on Emilie. Scout took a step back, then another, but no one’s eyes tracked her movement. She was unnoticed, for the moment. She looked the women over carefully, searching for any tiny detail that might give her a clue as to who these women really were, deep down inside.
First off, they looked to be in their early twenties, but in galactic central, where marshals had body modifications to fight off any kind of disease and most kinds of injury, that might not tell Scout much. They could really be that young, or they could be older than time.
The barricade and the mysterious interference in the Space Farers’ world had only appeared since the war, in the last six years. Considering that Amatheon, the surface, and the structu
