The Trilisk Ruins
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Telisa Relachik studied to be a xenoarchaeologist in a future where humans study alien artifacts but haven't ever encountered live aliens. Of all the aliens whose extinct civilizations are studied, the Trilisks are the most advanced and the most mysterious. Telisa refuses to join the government because of her opposition to its hard-handed policies restricting civilian investigation and trade of alien artifacts, despite the fact that her estranged father is a captain in the United Nations Space Force. When a group of artifact smugglers recruits her, she can't pass up the chance at getting her hands on objects that could advance her life's work. But she soon learns her expectations of excitement and riches come with serious drawbacks as she ends up fighting for her life on a mysterious alien planet.
needed for base protection. The Series Sevens would have to do. He looked the robots over and checked their programs. They were both loaded with reconnaissance software as he had expected. He left one alone and cleared the other one’s brain, loading a combat package instead. The robots were too heavy to ride on the small copter. There was a large, slow hovercar provided for their transport. It would serve to shuttle them back and forth but would be worse than useless in a combat situation. Joe
their primitive weapons for some kind of exchange of force. Just as quickly as the competition escalated, they then backed down from it. The species seemed to have mastered the ability to select the optimal path when faced with decisions between eliminating competition and cooperative alliance. For the time being, it seemed they had decided upon alliance. This suited Kirizzo just fine since he had also decided to pursue an alliance, at least until he managed to escape. Communication was proving
said. She placed her own miniature on the ground indicating her position, and Magnus followed suit. Shiny raised his first right arm. “Yes!” Telisa translated. Shiny took one of the cubic devices off the stack behind him. He set it on the ground next to him. Reaching into some of the silver covering near his trunk, the alien produced several small blue stones. He touched a blue stone with a pincer-like. three-fingered hand and then touched the thing beside him. “Those stones represent the
isn’t the only unusual thing going on with the links,” Magnus said. “Since Shiny came on board, he’s been trying to emulate our link’s handshake codes to connect to the ship’s computer.” “Really? He’s trying to break in?” Magnus shrugged. “From his point of view, it’s probably not so much trying to break in as just trying to communicate. Obviously he’s detected the data we transfer on the link frequency, and he’s trying to speak the same language. But our ship’s computer is rejecting him.”
man wore the uniform of a UNSF officer. “Henman. We’re getting ready to head out. Do you have the latest for us?” The man nodded. “Sure do. I got the bases and the satellite info for ya. There’s a clear continent you can try out, a good distance from any of the heavies.” Henman would know. He served as an intelligence officer in the organization that kept tabs on communications across the entire human civilization. Magnus wondered, who watched the watchers? “Yeah, well we’ll make that choice