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With my personal life no longer in disarray, I could focus on some of my other problems. I finished an improved another version of the energy crystal the gendarmes confiscated (getting anything out of evidence is close to impossible. Even things that weren't involved in any crime somehow end up sold at auction or in the pocket of some enterprising cop.)
I remade the energy crystal, and when the Major dragged me to the training ground on Sunday morning, I launched my plan. This part was going to be the hardest.
"What?" he said when he noticed I wasn't wearing any of the protection.
"Hmmm, Master Craen, sir…" I started saying, breaking off, trying to find the best way to say what was on my mind.
"Yes, Dana?" he said, as he usually did when nobody was around. He was rather more formal
