He obviously didn't or he wouldn't have nodded so readily。 Killashandra blessed her foresight in utilizing the sleep…teaching tapes she had copied from the Athena's prehensive data retrieval system。 Her answer reassured Thyrol and the shadow of his fear slowly dissipated。
〃Of course there is a double handshake between the program；〃 and he tapped the black case by him； 〃and the position memory banks。 position；〃 and he walked from one to the other； his hand lightly brushing the surfaces； 〃of course leads directly into the recall excitor stimulator； for that uses the memory symbology of the median individual member of any audience so that a position is translated into terms which have meaning to the auditors。 Naturally the subjective experience of a program for Optherians would differ greatly from the experience a nonhuman would have。〃
〃Of course；〃 Killashandra murmured encouragingly。 〃And the information from the crystal manual goes？。。。〃
Assuming the pose of a pompous lecturer； Thyrol pointed to the various units in flow sequence。 〃Into the synapse carrier encoder and demodulator multiplexer； both of which feed into the mixer for the sensory transducer terminal network。〃 Beaming with pride； he continued； 〃While the position memory bank primarily programs the sensory synthesizer； the feedback loop controls the sensory attenuator for maximum effectiveness。〃
〃I see。 Keyboard to CPU； direct interface with manual and synapse carrier encoder； plus the double handshakes。〃 Killashandra hid her shock … this emotion manipulator made the equipment at Fuerte look like preschool toys。 Talk about a captive audience！ Optherian concertgoers hadn't a chance。 The Optherian organ could produce a total emotional override with a conditional response unequaled anywhere。 And a sufficient gauge of the audiences' basic profile could be ascertained by matching ID plates and census data。 Killashandra wondered that FSP permitted any of its citizens to visit the planet； much less to expose themselves to full…scale emotional overload at Festival time。 〃I can see why you'd need many soloists。 They'd be emotionally drained after each performance。〃
〃We recognized that problem early on … the performer is shielded from the full effect of the organ in order to retain a degree of objectivity。 And； of course； in rehearsal the transducer system is pletely bypassed and the signals inserted into a systems analyzer。 Only the best positions are played on the full organ system。〃
〃Naturally。 Tell me； are the smaller organs amplified in this fashion？〃
〃The two…manual organs are。 We have five of them； the rest are all single manual with relatively primitive synthesizer attentuator and excitor capability。〃
〃Remarkable。 Truly remarkable。〃
Thyrol was not blind to the implied pliment and looked about to smile as the outside door opened to admit the work party。 Behind them came three more men； their stance and costume identifying them as security。 The work party stopped along the wall while the security trio tramped stolidly down to where Thyrol and Killashandra stood by the sensory feedback transponder。
〃Elder Thyrol； Security Leader Blaz needs to know what disposition is to be made of the debris。〃 He saluted； ignoring Killashandra's presence。
〃Bury it deep。 Preferably encapsulated in some permaform。 Sea trench would be ideal；〃 Killashandra answered and was ignored by the security leader； who continued to look for an answer from Thyrol。 Abruptly Killashandra's captious temper erupted。 She slammed her right hand into the leader's shoulder； forcefully turning toward her。 〃Alternatively； insert it in your anal orifice；〃 she said； her voice reasonable and pleasant。
With a wave of astounded gasps sounding in her ear； she made her exit。
Chapter 7
As Killashandra started across the stage to retrace her steps to the plex； she decided that that was the last place she wanted to go in her state of mind After all； Trag had chosen her because she could be more diplomatic than Borella。 Not that Borella mightn't have handled that security fardle…face with more tact； or effectiveness。 However； the Optherians were stuck with her and she with them； and just then she didn't wish to see one more sanctimonious； self…righteous； smug Optherian face。
She strode to the edge of the stage； peered over at the ten…foot drop to the ground； saw the heavy doors at each end of that level and made her decision。 She lay at the edge； swung her legs down； gripping the overhang； and let go。
Her knees took the jar and she leaned against the wall for a moment just as she heard the men emerge from the organ room。
〃She'll have gone back to the plex；〃 Thyrol said； breathless with anger。 He hurried across the stage； followed by the others。 〃Simcon； if you have offended the Guildmember； you may have jeopardized far more than you have protected。。。〃 The heavy door closed off the rest of his reprimand。
Somewhat mollified by Thyrol's attitude and pleased with her timely evasion； Killashandra dusted off her hands and moved toward the clearly marked exit door at the outer edge of the amphitheater。 Even the soft sound of the brushing was echoed by the fine acoustics。 Grimacing； Killashandra stepped as cautiously and as silently as she could toward the exit。 The heavy door had the usual push…bar on the inside； which she depressed； holding her breath lest it be locked from a control point。 The bar swung easily out。 She opened it only wide enough to permit her egress and it closed with a thunk behind her。 Its exterior was without handle or knob for reentry and a flange protected it from being forced open … if such a circumstance ever arose on perfect Optheria。
Killashandra now found herself on a long ledge which led to one of the switchback paths she had seen yesterday； though this one was at the rear of the plex。 From that height she had a view of an unpretentious area of the City； to judge by the narrow streets and the small single…story buildings crowded together。 Between it and the plex heights lay a stretch of cultivated plots； each planted with bushy climbing plants and fenced off from its neighbors； and most of them neat。 In several； people were busily watering and hoeing in the early morning sunlight。 A rural scene served as a restorative to Killashandra's exacerbated nerves。
She began her descent。
As she reached the valley floor； her nose was assailed by the unmistakable aroma of fermenting brew。 Delighted； Killashandra followed the odor； squeezing past an old shed； traversing the narrow path between allotments； nodding polite greetings to the gardeners who paused in their labors to regard her with astonishment。 Well； she was wearing a costume which marked her as alien to Optheria； but surely these people had encountered aliens before。 The aroma lured her on。 If it tasted half as good as it smelled； it would be an improvement on the Bascum brew。 Of course it could be Bascum； for breweries were often situated in suburbs where the fumes would not irritate the fastidious。
She reached the dirt road that served as main artery for the settlement； deserted at that morning hour except for some small； peculiar…looking animals basking in the sun。 She was aware of being watched； but as that was only to be expected； she continued her inspection of the unprepossessing buildings facing the road。 The brew…smell continued to permeate the air but intensified to her right。 mon sense indicated that the wide gray structure on the far side of the road some thousand meters away was probably the source。 She headed there。
As she walked she heard doors and windows open behind her； marking her passage to her objective。 She permitted herself a small smile of amusement。 Human nature did not change and anything new and unusual would be marked in a society as dull and repressed as she suspected Optheria's was。
The brew…smell was almost overpowering by the time she reached the gray building。 An exhaust fan was extracting the air from the roof； its motor laboring。 Although there was no sign or legend on the building to indicate its purpose； Killashandra was not deterred。 A locked front door； however； did pose an obstacle。 She rapped politely and repeated her knock when it brought no immedia