They were in the deeper levels of the palace, down near the servants’ quarters, where they were less likely to be disturbed when they wanted peace. ...Shenla avoided attention as she made her way through the winding halls and passages of the palace; she did not want to be diverted from her goal. When she finally opened a small, nondescript door several levels beneath the ground, she found Barrog, Peldin, Torvin and Caeledrin all standing around a table littered with chips of various gems. They. Information was snaking through her mind. She was an about to make what might end up being her last trek. Looking around nobody seemed to notice or care. The Council had placed a perfect coifed, young up and comer to represent the people. The people didn’t note that he hung in a vault between sightings. His name Bradley Bingham made people feel safe. Ariana quit feeling safe now for just short of a week. She would make this trek for the last time. The moon as her guide. She made it through the. . No?... OK, let's go into the next room and let you practice on the centrifuge."Not much practice was needed, since they were able to move normally in up to 20 gs, which was the limit of the centrifuge. They practiced on the centrifuge, instead of in an artificial gravity room, so that they could get the total body experience of the effect of the changing g forces from the Coriolis effect, etc. It was fun, but M'rth did have other things to do, so this particular phase of the armor. I smile, she always seems to know what's up, even if we're not together. I look over to Angela, who moved even closer now. If there ever was a time to make a move, this must be it. Angela gets up to get another drink and, trying not to make it to obvious, I got up with her and followed her to the kitchen. Our friends where everywhere, drunk and loudly talking. We pass the hallway, my mind racing to think of a way to get her somewhere more private. We get to the kitchen, the fridge blocked by 2.