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consciously or unconsciously. Your past, present and future intentions act on probability and determine what events actually come into being. If someone is bothering you it is only because you are allowing him or her to do it, or even willing them to do it. Your reaction to outside stimuli creates what you deem to be real and decides the course of your next action. Leal knew Rory was just having fun and maintained a positive view. He didn’t bother wasting his vital energy on creating a negative charge with which to respond to the situation. You, however, chose to take offence, which created a negative charge in your field that you found undesirable. You chose to cast that draining energy back at the cause of your annoyance. Rory, upon having this negative charge tossed at her field, felt suddenly drained and thus took offence also. Not wanting to entertain that negativity either she threw the emotional hot potato back into your lap. Now you feel shitty. Am I right?’
    ‘Yeah, but only because your theory still makes me look like the bad guy,’ Zeven grumbled.
    ‘You said it yourself, Zeven. You don’t want her to like you,’ Taren pointed out. ‘So you go out of your way to make yourself unlikeable in her eyes.’
    Leal burst out laughing. ‘She is psychic!’
    They didn’t usually have this kind of conversation around here and Zeven didn’t know what to make of it—since he hadn’t understood half of what she’d said anyway. He liked Taren, though; she was really deep , and good-looking—a dangerous combination by his reckoning.
    ‘Your theories are really quite something.’
    All eyes turned to Lucian Gervaise, who’d been quietly standing nearby listening to their conversation. ‘And does this communicationwe have with reality extend beyond the human condition through to animals, vegetable, mineral, molecule?’
    Taren swallowed her mouthful and put down her fork. ‘My research supports that theory, yes.’
    Lucian smiled. ‘You are the answer to my prayers,’ he stated confidently, offering her his hand.
    His smile made her heart skip a beat, or perhaps it was just the honour of meeting the man whose work and career she greatly respected.
    ‘And you are the answer to mine,’ Taren managed to reply graciously, as she rose to shake his hand.
    Lucian shook her hand with both of his. ‘Someone with an open mind and new ideas will be a welcome addition around here.’
    ‘Hear, hear,’ Leal and Zeven agreed.
    Lucian pulled up a seat and sat down, gesturing for Taren to do the same.
    ‘I employ all these fresh, young, scientific minds and they’re still spouting last century’s theories at me,’ the captain complained.
    Taren couldn’t help but feel elated by his attitude. ‘My theories are in fact much older, professor,’ she admitted boldly. ‘They were just hidden carefully in myth, legend and theology for the inquiring mind to decode.’
    Lucian smiled at her lack of faith in current orthodox scientific investigation. ‘I suspected you’d be just like this. And please call me Lucian. We’re all pretty informal here.’
    His deep green eyes were so engaging!
    ‘Kassa warned you about me,’ Taren guessed.
    Lucian shook his head. ‘I’ve read everything you’ve ever written—’
    Taren gasped. ‘Ditto,’ she explained, to cover how flattered she was and how shocked.
    ‘I was particularly interested in your study regarding the human ability to communicate and manipulate anything via a quantum field of microscopic vibrations. Eighty-seven per cent success rate with the subjects on that study.’ Lucian sounded very impressed. ‘Did you test your own ability to manipulate the Field Fluctuation Recognition Device you created to prove your theory?’
    Taren was rather thrown by the sudden curve in the conversation. ‘Well, I used a mixture of people. Some psychic, some with no history—’
    ‘But you were one of the psychics,’ Starman butted in.
    ‘I proved capable of triggering