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A woman of about thirty with straight brown hair parted at the side and cut just above the shoulders, freckles across her cheeks, her eyes set a little wide and level with the pupils open in the dim light, in a deep olive field jacket over a dark high-necked liner with a single slate-blue tab carrying a small ring at one side of the collar, standing very still in a dark grey panelled compartment and looking past the camera at someone out of frame; she reads as human at a glance and not quite at a second look, composed and unreadable

Chief Ranger Arashobal (Krenyi, Quiet-Built)

Time
2828 UCSD, Early Autumn
Location
Threshold Station — the Chief Ranger's office; Dock Seven, the general operations watch

The general operations log came up to the Chief's desk at the turn of the station's day, every section's, with the initials on it.

Dock Seven's carried one. The cadet's, under each line, as a cadet's did. Nothing struck. Nothing added. The time line carried the station's time from the left-hand instrument, marked, and under the time line there was no second initial at an hour no roster had set, and the absence had edges. Arashobal read the edges the way she read a thing left out of a file: a Chief had gone down to the dock on the evening of her order, with no watch to take and no desk to answer to, and had stood where the initial went, and had not written it.

The Quiet-Built kept no fact whose use was not yet shown. This one had shown its use twice on the same sill, in one summer and one evening, so she kept it, and returned to the department, whose outer docks were a Principal's until the spring, and whose log would carry one initial on that line until a Lead was found, which was the correct number.

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