Chapter One
Rustling from the bed sheets caused Lian Blythorpe to cringe. Damn, he'd hoped to escape without the usual morning after conversation. He slipped his clothes on quietly. Maybe the guy would go back to sleep and, goddess willing, he'd be able to leave the room without any drama. Unfortunately, like usual, the goddess didn't offer him any luck.
A rumpled head of blond hair appeared from beneath the covers followed by blinking blue eyes. Lian's bed partner took in the sight of Lian dressing and his pretty gaze narrowed in accusation.
"Leaving already?" The man's expression belied his bland tone.
Lian held back the biting retort hovering on his lips. Would a person who planned on staying get dressed? He didn't want to be a jerk, but what did the guy expect? Hearts and flowers? Vows of eternal devotion? Even if he believed in that crap, he wouldn't share them with someone he picked up in a hotel bar. Lian didn't believe in instant love, he only had to remember what obsession did to his parents to want to stay clear.
"I told you I had an early flight," Lian forced a gentle tone as he dredged up a tiny amount of patience. He couldn't blame the guy for the fact Lian didn't find him memorable. Lian knew as soon as he left, the man would disappear from his mind and become another in the long string of men who'd graced Lian's bed. Maybe one day he'd find someone to share his life with but today wouldn't be it.
With a heavy step, he walked back to the bed, buttoning his shirt as he went. He didn't like to brag but the sight of him unclothed had derailed more than one person, although the last guy who called him pretty walked away with a broken face.
Lian smiled at the memory.
A long, wistful sigh left the blond, his eyes pinned on the sight of Lian's quickly disappearing skin. "Will you be coming back this way?"
"No." Lian saw no reason to give his fling hope. He didn't make promises he couldn't keep. He'd been honest when they hooked up the night before, he wouldn't change his story now.
Lian leaned over and gave the guy, whose name he'd already forgotten, a gentle kiss on the lips. "Have a good life, sweetheart. You deserve it."
He didn't actually know if his partner for the night deserved a good life or not, but Lian liked to give his lovers a happy memory to reflect on later. It flirted with bad karma to go around breaking mens' hearts and Lian firmly believed if you put negative energy out into the universe it always came back to bite you in the ass.
Grabbing his bag by the door, Lian blew a kiss to his watery-eyed fling and escaped the hotel room.
With a relaxed stride and a clear conscience, he headed out to catch his flight to Dragait.
* * * *
Lian exited the spaceship and walked directly into the port. He loved it when that happened. He hated it when they connected him to a side building and he had to wait for a tram, or even worse, another space shuttle to transport him to the planet. Dragait's system had the smooth efficiency of people who planned well in advance. Lian draped his travel bag over one shoulder, glad he'd packed light and that the rest of his bags were on the way to the med center without his intervention. Pulling up the map on his compad, he struggled to decipher the directions to his new place of employment. He briefly considered taking a teleport but generally medical facilities only had a few machines and saved them for emergencies. Lian would hate to be taking up the hub when someone needed help.
As he traversed the station, Lian glanced up periodically to make sure he didn't walk into anything. He'd foolishly told the medic facility they didn't need to send a car despite his complete lack of a sense of direction. Lian liked to examine his surroundings before beginning a job, and if they'd sent transportation he'd have felt compelled to go straight there.
Three different kings had individually contacted Lian asking for help with the dragon people's fertility issues. Despite his youth, Lian's expertise on alien biology and his touch healing abilities were highly coveted. He'd always dreamed of seeing dragons. As a boy, he'd been obsessed with the creatures and even now he could admit, after several drinks, that the fixation with the beasts had never really faded. Even without a personal incentive to see the beasts, Lian would've come. Medical mysteries intrigued him. He hoped with his experience he'd be able to cure or at least find the source of their difficulties.
On his home world of Leaue, most of the population was self-healers. If they became injured they healed themselves with little fanfare. The feeling of uselessness, along with their homophobic culture, had Lian fleeing the planet as soon as he came of age. At eighteen, he'd caught the first spaceship out of there and hadn't looked back since. He had no one to return to anyway.
Lost in memories, Lian forgot to look where he was going and tripped on a loose bit of tile. Luckily he caught his balance before he fell on his ass but his compad didn't fare as well. The little computer flew from his hands and hit the floor with a thud.
"Blast!"
He sighed with relief when he picked it up and found it unmarred.
"Careful," a deep voice cautioned.
"Sorry. I'm not usually so clumsy." Lian brushed off his pad before glancing up at the speaker. His mouth dropped open when he focused on the man who'd stopped him from falling. Rich, black hair curled in a sexy tumble around a strong face set with light green eyes. The man's face, too masculine for pretty, oozed sex appeal.
A whimper rolled up Lian's throat. The heat from the stranger's gaze sent shiver bumps popping across Lian's arms.
"Um, hello." Annoyingly, Lian's usual smooth speech deserted him. He figured it would be rude to jump the man and climb him like a monkey on a tree.
"Hello," the stranger replied.
His green eyes examined Lian as if he wanted to devour him. Lian had absolutely no objections to that plan.
* * * *
Until a second ago, Nevair had never thought of a man as beautiful; handsome, sexy, or hot, yes, but not an object of beauty. He threw that opinion out the door at his first glance of the man before him. A narrow face with high cheekbones framed amazing eyes the color of the blue sky on a cloudless day, and smooth flawless skin the color of deep gold covered the man's fine bones. Nevair didn't know where he came from but he wanted to examine how thoroughly the gold tone covered the man's body. The stranger's hair, a dark brown, made Nevair itch to touch and see if it ran through his fingers like the fine silk it resembled.
Mine, Nevair's inner beast whispered. He froze. His dragon half had never claimed anyone before, it barely acknowledged other people. To have it jump to attention unnerved Nevair more than a little.
Although his advisors had presented him with a variety of men, and women on optimistic days, none of them held a fraction of the appeal of this blue-eyed beauty.
Nevair looked at the map glowing on the man's compad and decided to push his advantage. "Are you lost?"
An impish smile crossed the man's soft lips. "I was trying to decide that." A self-deprecating laugh plucked at Nevair's heart. "I'm afraid my goal of reaching the medical center is doomed if I can't even get out of the space port."
Nevair nodded his agreement. For the first time, temptation to break his self-induced vow of celibacy trampled his common sense. As the spiritual leader of the dragonkin, Nevair had to choose a man above reproach to be his partner despite what Tres liked to pretend. No one would think it odd if Nevair dated, but it had never felt right. However, in that moment, Nevair didn't really care about the moral fiber of the man before him, his dragon would willingly toss everything aside if they got to keep him.
"Lian Blythorpe." The gorgeous man held out his hand.
Nevair resisted, growling over the distance between them as they shook hands.
"Nevair Dragonfang." The lack of recognition in Lian's eyes told Nevair his new friend hadn't visited before. Nevair's position as the planetary religious head made his name famous across Dragait.
Lian stepped closer to Nevair. "I don't suppose you could give me directions?"
Standing so near, Lian's scent had Nevair breathing deeply to capture more of the fragrance. Lian smelled like cloves and lavender, an oddly enticing combination. "I'd be happy to help you with anything I can."
Unbidden, an image of Lian sprawled naked across Nevair's finely woven sheets burst into his mind like a brilliant waking dream. Nevair hardened at the picture filling his mind.
"Mmm, just what I like to hear from a gorgeous stranger." Lian flashed Nevair a flirty grin.
Nevair smiled back. "What are you going to do at the medic center, Mr Blythorpe?"
"I've come to do some research regarding dragonkin fertility. Sadly, I can't even seem to figure out how to get out of this goddess-damned airport." Lian waved his compad in the air.
Nevair jumped at the opportunity given. "The medical center is only a couple miles from the cathedral. I can have my driver give you a lift. It'll save you from having to catch an expensive transport from here." He would've offered to see Lian all the way to the medic center personally, but Nevair needed to attend a meeting soon and couldn't spare the time. "Why did they not send a car for you?"
Lian shrugged. "I told them not to bother." He narrowed his eyes in a considering way as if contemplating Nevair's offer. "Hmmm, my mother always told me not to get in a car with strangers."
Nevair laughed. "I can assure you I have the highest credentials, but I make no promises about not stealing a kiss."
Lian's smile warmed Nevair to his toes. "I consider myself warned, or is it promised?" Lian linked his arm through Nevair's. "Let's go, unless you need to wait for your luggage?"
Nevair indicated the bag on his shoulder. "I already have mine."
"You travel light," Lian commented.
Nevair shrugged. "I had a short two day trip. You aren't carrying much either." He tilted a head towards Lian's small satchel.
"They're delivering the rest of my stuff to the clinic," Lian explained.
"Good, then we can go." A shiver traveled up Nevair's spine at the slide of Lian's hand across his arm.
His travel exhaustion vanished beneath the sizzling touch of Lian's smooth fingers. He couldn't remember the last time a man excited him. People usually treated him like a eunuch. Tres always claimed Nevair intimidated them. Men couldn't flirt with someone they were in awe of. Also, Nevair's dragon didn't like to be surrounded by strangers, which would have made it difficult to go down to the local bar and find hot sex for the night were he so inclined.
For years, Nevair had searched for the proper man to become his mate. He'd gone on several carefully supervised dates but none of them had ended up matching his or the council's requirements. Looking into Lian's cheerful gaze, Nevair wondered if he would care about anyone else's opinion about this man. His dragon stirred and whispered to him again.
Mate!
Nevair quickly ushered Lian towards where his driver and hoverlimo would be waiting.
Exiting the spaceport, Nevair kept his stride shorter than usual to match Lian's smaller step. The man's cheek came to the top of Nevair's shoulder, a good height for kissing without too much strain. Nevair bit his lip at the thought of brushing his mouth against Lian's. He bet Lian tasted sweet.
His driver, Shean Portman, waited by the vehicle, a chauffeur hat firmly positioned on his silvery hair and his back more rigid than any soldier.
"Welcome back, sir." His cool grey eyes swept over Lian without comment.
Shean had worked as a bodyguard at one point in his life and knew the value of discretion. Some days Nevair could still see remnants of a man always on the lookout for danger. Nevair refused to have a constant babysitter. His compromise with the council had been Shean.
Lian frowned and removed his hand from Nevair's arm. Walking over to Shean he waved a hand towards the driver.
"May I?" he asked.
"May you what sir?" Shean shifted his feet nervously.
For the first time in the five years they'd known each other, Nevair saw apprehension in the driver's eyes.
"I'm a touch healer. I can fix your back." Lian scowled. "You have two fused vertebrae and your thoracic spine is out of alignment."
Shean looked up and down the street at the crowds of people rushing about. "You're going to fix it here?"
Lian laughed. "I only need to touch your back. You don't need to strip naked or anything."
"I can't afford to pay you," Shean confessed.
The reluctance in Shean's voice snapped Nevair's attention away from admiring the fine shape of Lian's ass.
"I'll cover any expenses," Nevair offered.
He'd only heard of touch healers by reputation and even he knew they were notoriously expensive. Lian didn't seem to be the type to take advantage of a poor man, but Nevair didn't really know him.
Instead of bartering over charges Lian shook his head. "I offered so there's no charge. Here hop in the back and I'll fix you up quick."
Shean's eyes widened as if Lian had lost his mind.
"Go ahead," Nevair urged.
Curiosity ate at Nevair like a hungry barn mouse. He'd never seen a touch healer work. "I won't distract you will I?"
"No. It'll be fine if you want to watch." Lian's smile reassured Nevair more than any words.
Shean opened the back door ushering Lian inside first. Lian slid across the seat dragging his bag with him.
"Sir?" Shean tilted his head.
"Oh, definitely. I don't want to miss this." Nevair gave Shean his suitcase before climbing to the opposite side of the vehicle to leave room for Shean beside Lian.
The driver vanished for a moment to put Nevair's carry-on in the trunk. He returned a few seconds later to pop his head in.
"What do I do?" Shean asked.
The driver moved uneasily into the back seat, his polished shoes scuffing against the floorboard.
"Turn around and lift your shirt so I can touch your back," Lian instructed.
Shean's hands shook as he slowly raised his shirt and turned so he sat with his back to the healer.
"Relax, take some deep breaths. This isn't going to hurt," Lian soothed.
"Um, okay." Shean's shoulders lowered and his tension eased at the healer's words.
"Ready?" Lian asked.
Shean nodded.
Nevair thought for a moment his driver would jump up and run out of the car, but Shean remained still.
Lian pressed his palms up against Shean's back until his hands covered the base of the driver's spine. Nevair's dragon tried to surge forward, the beast raging at the sight of Lian touching anyone else. The low hissing rubbed against Nevair's nerves.
Easy. Nevair pushed back.
Lian closed his eyes, the brilliant color vanishing beneath his closed lids. Pressure increased inside the limo as if a storm had rolled up and pumped extra weight into the air. The hairs on Nevair's arms tingled with electricity. Without warning, green flames burst from Lian's hands and spread across Shean's back like a wildfire. The driver gasped but didn't move. A blissful expression crossed Shean's face. Despite the magical fire crackling on bare skin, no smell of burning flesh filled the air. Abruptly, the flames snuffed out and Lian opened his eyes. For a second, Nevair thought he saw a reflection of the fire in Lian's eyes.
"Better?" Lian asked.
Shean rolled his shoulders, cautiously testing his back. "I feel wonderful. I can't remember the last time I didn't have pain. Thank you, Doctor. If you ever need anything you let me know."
"No problem." Lian's relaxed expression belied a man with incredible power at his fingertips. This easy-going newcomer had more ability than the head healer, without the attitude.
"Get me to the cathedral then you can take Lian to the medical center. He's here to do some research."
"No problem." Shean gave Lian one of his rare smiles before scurrying out of the vehicle with a new nimbleness.
As soon as the doors closed Nevair grabbed Lian's shirt and yanked him across the seats. The need to feel Lian's mouth against his overpowered every other thought in his head. Lian grinned and scrambled onto Nevair's lap, pressing his knees on either side.
"Mmm, just how I like my men, big and hard," Lian purred.
His hot, silken voice spiked Nevair's desire.
"You're amazing." Lian's ass filled Nevair's hands when he pulled the man closer. The feel of their erections rubbing together added to Nevair's excitement even through two layers of clothes.
* * * *
Lian wiggled closer to the sexy man and plunged his fingers into Nevair's thick, black hair that curled slightly at the base of his neck. Lian smiled as he played with the strands and placed soft kisses across Nevair's face.
"Why are we going to a cathedral?" Lian asked. Religious people gave him hives with their self-righteous hatred. He'd never had a positive encounter with a goddess-worshiping soul.
"I'm the Pontifex, it's where I live." Nevair slid his fingers down Lian's back obviously intent on returning to the kissing.
"What do you do?" Lian tried to scoot away. He had a bad feeling about this. Despite Lian's attempt to move, Nevair held him still with his strong grip.
"I'm the religious head of the planet Dragait." Nevair shrugged like it didn't matter.
Anger spiked through Lian. "Release me."
"Why?" Nevair asked with a frown.
"Because if you're like the religious leaders back home you need to remain pure. I refuse to be anyone's dirty little secret." Lian scowled at Nevair.
Nevair shook his head. "There's no reason we can't have sex. My goddess doesn't require we remain celibate." Nevair cuddled Lian closer.
"Really?" Relief swept away Lian's anger. He'd misjudged Nevair and he'd never been happier.
Nevair cupped Lian's cheek. "You are the first man ever to tempt me. That puts you in a special category of your own."
Still nervous about touching a man of the goddess, Lian hesitated until Nevair lifted Lian's hands and placed them on his cheeks. "Touch me. I won't shatter and you aren't breaking any laws, legal or moral, I promise."
Nevair's cheeks were rough with wiry hairs, growing in at the end of a day of travel. Lian rubbed his face against Nevair's, reveling in the texture and scent of the man beneath him. Nevair smelled like exotic spices and banked fire. Lian burrowed his nose into Nevair's neck and hummed with pleasure. Tension eased from his body as he soaked in Nevair's essence.
Laughter shook the man beneath him. "I feel like I should apologize for my smell," Nevair chuckled.
"Mmm, never. You smell amazing." Lian took another deep breath, absorbing Nevair's aroma.
His gut clenched with the need to climb inside the other man until they were one.
"I'm glad you like my scent." Nevair took a deep breath. "You smell like flowers."
Lian knew his cheeks were fire red. "It's my cleanser. A family formula."
Perfumers and botanists comprised his mother's side of the family. Before she died, his mother had passed on many of her secret recipes. After learning of Lian's sexual preferences, that part of his family had tossed him out of their lives. In response, Lian kept her notes to himself and vowed to never share them with her kin. The last he'd heard, the family business had started to sink; a petty revenge but a well-deserved one.
Nevair kissed Lian, burning away the bad memories with his touch. Lian moaned against Nevair's lips.
"I have never been as tempted as I am over you," Nevair vowed. His green eyes glowed as he examined Lian.
"I'm glad I could be your temptation." Lian slid his finger beneath Nevair's shirt, stroking the strong muscles underneath. "Yum."
Nevair laughed. "Take it off." He lifted his arms.
"If you're sure." Lian pulled Nevair's shirt off and made a soft sound of approval.
His chest, strong and muscular, had a nice furry patch in the middle. Maybe because Lian didn't grow any hair except on his head, he'd always been a sucker for a big, muscular man with hair on his chest.
Lian lifted his arms and Nevair returned the favor. A sigh escaped as Lian slid his body against Nevair's exposed flesh. Heat and the soft scrape of hair against his skin ratcheted up his desire. He bit his lip. The sharp pain took a bit of the edge off. If Lian didn't take care, he'd come in his pants with only a few rubs.
"Do we have time?" Lian asked.
He didn't want to arrive at Nevair's cathedral stark naked. He might not be a modest man but he wasn't an exhibitionist either. Well, not much of one.
"Trust me, this is going to be quick. Next time I will take you on a proper bed and feed you wine and sweets," Nevair promised.
Lian privately doubted there would be a next time. With a shrug, he pushed aside the worry that once might not be enough. Lian rarely let a man have him a second time. Instead, he preferred a series of hot, entanglement-free moments of bed play. As long as the two people were consenting, no one got hurt.
In the hopes of speeding along their encounter, Lian scooted to sit beside Nevair and scrambled out of his shoes and pants. His fingers fumbled in his haste but eventually he conquered his buttons, zippers, and laces. Pleased he'd won the battle, he looked over at Nevair and damned near swallowed his tongue.
"Wow," he whispered.
Nevair's erection, wide and long, dripped with a line of pre-cum. Lian's mouth watered at the sight. Sliding off the seat he crawled over to settle between Nevair's legs. Leaning forward he lapped at the warm, spongy tip, collecting the sweet nectar.
Unable to resist, he wrapped his mouth around Nevair's cock and sucked.
"Goddess," Nevair swore in worshipful tones. "More. Yes. Please."
Lian hummed his agreement, his lips spread tight around the sticky head. Closing his eyes, he gave full attention to his task. He didn't know how long they had, but he didn't plan to leave the vehicle until he swallowed every last drop. His own erection bobbed hopefully, but maybe he could at least get a hand job before he left. Lian didn't truly expect to get that visit to Nevair's bed. Men often made promises in the heat of the moment.
Before he could get a good length down his throat, Nevair gripped Lian's hair and pulled him off.
"Ow, why did you do that?" Lian didn't even try to hide the hurt in his eyes.
Nevair soothed Lian's scalp with his long fingers. "Sorry, but I want to feel you wrapped around me."
Lian scrambled for his pants and pulled out a container of lube out of a pocket.
Nevair raised a brow at Lian's supplies. "What? I like to be prepared."
"I don't know if I should be happy you're prepared or upset you so easily give yourself to others," Nevair commented.
Lian grinned as he squeezed the lube on his fingers and prepared himself. "If you want to go with upset, I can save myself for someone else."
Nevair tilted his head as if giving the situation a great deal of thought. "I'll go with happy. Do you want to be on top or bottom?" Nevair's brow furrowed as if he were contemplating the intricacies of either situation.
"How about I ride you?" Lian greedily wanted the best of both worlds, complete control and a hard cock in his ass.
Nevair growled, the sound surprisingly animalistic. "I would love that."
"Good." Lian slicked lube across Nevair's cock and positioned himself on his knees on either side of Nevair's hips. Smiling, Lian steadied Nevair's erection before lining up and lowering himself onto the tip. His hole spread slowly to accommodate Nevair's size.
Lian groaned. "So good," he moaned.
Nevair filled him perfectly. Clenching his ass, he tightened around Nevair, pleased with the groan he received.
"I'm going to make you forget any other man before me," Lian vowed. He didn't know why he made that boast but he needed to make an impression, to erase anyone who'd come before him. Nevair belonged to him. Lian blinked and tried to figure out where that thought came from. He'd never become possessive of anyone before.
Nevair spoke and derailed him again. "There hasn't ever been anyone else," he confessed.
"What?" Lian froze. Shock raced through him over the comment.
Nevair slid one hand into Lian's hair and splayed the other across Lian's back, holding him into place. "You are my first."
Unexpectedly a lump formed in Lian's throat. He'd never been anyone's first before. "I'll make it good for you, honey."
Lian slowly moved up and down on Nevair's lap, concentrating on every inch of contact, sliding and then retreating. A man's first time should be cherished, treated with the specialness it deserved. Tightening around Nevair, Lian listened to the other man's pants and groans. Sweat dripped off Lian's brow and down his back as the temperature in the vehicle rose to stifling heights.
Nevair clamped a tight hold on Lian's hips. Before Lian could speak, Nevair flipped them over, pinning Lian to the seat with his body.
"Oh," Lian gasped when Nevair shifted to a proper, mind-blowing angle, bumping the perfect spot with each snap of his hips.
Lian glanced up into Nevair's eyes and caught the flash of a reptilian gaze before they changed back to normal. In that instant, Lian knew Nevair was dragonkin and Lian had been seen and judged by Nevair's inner dragon.
"Mine," Nevair growled, his voice not entirely human.
Before Lian could react, Nevair grabbed Lian by the hair and yanked back his head. Pain jolted through Lian's neck when Nevair pierced him with sharp fangs Lian hadn't seen before. A strangled scream burst from Lian as his cock spurted out his release. Nevair responded by pumping Lian's ass full of cum.
Fuck!
Gasping, Nevair slid out of Lian and collapsed on the seat beside him.
"Is it always like that?" Nevair asked between gasps.
"Like what?" Lian frowned.
What if Nevair hadn't had as good an experience for his first time?
"Like I found the other half of my soul."
"No. It doesn't usually feel that way but maybe you do because it's your first time." Lian would rip out his tongue before admitting to any extra feelings.
He'd never connected with anyone like he did with Nevair, but he also didn't want to cling onto the first guy who'd made him feel something deeper during sex.
Lian touched his neck where it throbbed like a pulse. "Why did you bite me? I thought your kind only bit your mates?"
Nevair flushed. "Sorry. I couldn't stop myself."
"Huh," Lian didn't know if he should be concerned Nevair's dragon considered him mate material or pleased.
"I've never bit anyone before," Nevair confessed
"It's all right." Lian brushed off Nevair's apology. "Heat of the moment and all that."
Lian opened his pack and pulled out a T-shirt to wipe off the fluid dripping out of his ass before redressing. He shoved the used T-shirt back into his bag and closed it up, hoping he didn't smell too bad. Meeting the person who would be his host for the next few weeks smelling like a whore wouldn't make the best impression.
Catching Nevair's vulnerable look, Lian bit back a groan.
"You were real good, baby." He helped Nevair redress then climbed onto his lap until they were facing each other again. Lian refused to leave a man worried about his first time topping. He interspersed praises with light kisses across Nevair's face.
"You were amazing too." Nevair's green eyes had a possessive light as he slid his fingers across Lian from his hair to his ass and back again.
Nevair pulled Lian close and kissed him. For a man who confessed to never having a lover before, he kissed expertly. Normally Lian would feel like an idiot sitting on a lover's lap, with Nevair he felt cherished.
Kissing turned to heavy petting and just as Lian's cock started to rise again, the vehicle pulled to a halt. Reluctantly, Lian slid away from Nevair so they were sitting respectably apart when Shean opened the door. The twist of the driver's lips told Lian they didn't look as innocent as he would've liked. Of course, the smell in the car probably gave them away.
Nevair pressed a card into Lian's hands. "Call me. Don't make me come find you."
The determined expression in Nevair's eyes gripped Lian's heart. Lian nodded, but didn't offer any words. How could he turn down a man who looked at him as if the world only rotated because Lian breathed? With a kiss on Lian's cheek, Nevair left the vehicle. Lian bit back the urge to call out to Nevair, to beg him not to go. Lian had never been the one left behind before; he had to admit he didn't like the feeling.
"I'm going to escort his holiness inside then I'll take you to the medic hall," Shean said before shutting the door.
So much for his plan to see more of Dragait before starting work. Of course, what he did get to see so far surpassed any tourist sites or local watering holes. Nevair was a work of art all by himself.
It took all of three seconds before he became bored. Tapping at his communicator Lian zeroed into the emergency station. Every planet had a medic announcement line where they transmitted information for medics to be aware of. It only took Lian a few seconds to discover a problem already.