"I didn't, sir, at least not in any conventional way. We had a training accident." Medart briefly described the pattern rapport and memory exchange, then went on, "I'm putting her in charge of this mission and going on backup." "Right," the Emperor said. "That's what I'd do; Thark's her problem anyway. I'll pass on the good news to Rick and the others." He turned his attention to the young Irschchan. "I'm glad to have you with us all the way, Ranger Losinj." "Thank you, sir." Corina hadn't expected to be put in complete charge, but she wasn't totally surprised; it was logical, given the circumstances, and Jim's memories did indicate that Ranger training-- what there was of it--had a tendency to be rather abrupt. "Before we get to serious planning," the Emperor said, "have you given any thought to the arms you want?" "Arms? No, sir." It was traditional, Corina knew, for a new Ranger to use the arms of one who had died--but that tradition had not even occurred to her. "May I make a suggestion, then?" "Of course, Your Majesty." "I think Steve Tarlac's would be appropriate. Hovan told me Clan Ch'kara's Speaker for the Lords said our next Ranger would be his spiritual heir--and now that we've found you, that seems reasonable." Corina bowed. "I would be honored to bear the Peacelord's arms, sir, though I do not know if I can live up to his example." "It won't be easy, but then neither are any of our jobs." Davis grew sober. "Back to our present situation. So you can plan, Rick and I are in space now, as you suggested, outside Sol System. Only the ship's captain and navigator know our location. I've ordered the defense satellites not to fire on any Irschchan ships. Since you're sure Thark will be leading the attack, we'll be using Jim's plan: I want Thark to land and take action against the Palace itself, and to prevent unnecessary damage, I'm making it as easy for him as I can. As a ruling noble, he'll have no trouble getting through the Complex's weather dome, and he'll find the Palace's security screen has somehow been left off. The Guards have orders not to fire until he takes hostile action." "I understand, sir. I may not be able to take him alive for a Tribunal, though. I may not be able to take him at all." "It's not necessary to take him alive," Davis replied after a moment's thought. "A Tribunal isn't essential, it's the evidence that is. If you can't take him at all--" He was silent for a moment, then said, "All right. How long will it take if you can handle him?" "Less than half an hour, certainly; probably no more than fifteen minutes."