Disclaimer: The universe this is set in belongs to Tribune and
Roddenberry-Kirschner, among others.
Notes: Darla came into existance long after I created Rosemary
Schultz. We were setting up the UK/Ireland division of (the now
defunct) ULSG, and I came up with the idea to create the leader of the
Liberation for that area. Darla was the result. I eventually ended up
playing her, and the rest is history.
This is set before the beginning of
Mizi was late, but Darla wasn't in a hurry. They had quite some time
before both of them were due back at Bookon '3, and Darla was enjoying
the free time before she had to go back. Besides, she knew that Mizi
would be late. Mizi would be late to her own funeral.
"Sorry," Mizi apologized, sitting down at the table. "Got caught up
playing keep-away with an author. I *wasn't* going to let Providence
have him. Heaven knows, he's our best religious best-seller...."
"It's quite all right," Darla said warmly, knowing what was coming up
next. As the head of the religious arm of a publishing house, Mizi was
quite capable of a mind-numbing amount of arguments with rival
"Up until then, I was having a good day," Mizi moaned, semi-studying
her menu. "UK rights for A. Bowman's new translation of Luther's 'Table
Talk'. But then I had to run into *that*!"
Darla leaned across her folded menu. "You enjoy arguing, Mizi, and you
A somewhat helpless smile stole across Mizi's features. "You're right,
Darla, I do. Otherwise I wouldn't be *in* this industry."
The conversation paused while the two ordered. "How is Robert?" Darla
asked after the waiter had gone away. "Still ranting and raving into
Mizi frowned. "Still talking. You know, I'm beginning to believe him,
at least some of it?"
"Why?" Darla asked. "Why would Robert start making sense?"
"Most of the time, he is wrong, I know. But there have been some things
happening that he's actually been right about. You know Alex Ravachov's
book on the Church of the Companions? It was briliant; I read it. I was
waiting anxiously for it to either publish in the US or come up to
grabs for us. But it never did. You know what kind of responses I got
when I inquired about it? They said that the scholarship and
investigation was faulty. But they've still got their hands on it and
refuse to let anyone else take it. *And* Mandi Engleburg rung me after
that and told me that she would oppose any attempt of mine to aquire it
"Was it faulty?" Darla felt obliged to ask, just to let her friend vent.
"No! It was up to his usual standards. In fact, it was the best work of
his I ever came across. And his book isn't the only one being quashed,
either. I've heard that there are quite a few books out there that are
anti-companion that are being quashed at the publishing houses. The
only ones getting through are by the nuts, and the Companions easily
those who have any credibility. Check it out yourself. You'll see."
Darla sighed. "I have a bad feeling about this. Are you sure,
absolutely sure?" she asked.
"Yes. I realize you export books, not import them, but do a little
digging for UK authors who are critical of the Companions. You'll see."
The rest of the conversation lapsed into not so critical topics, but
the vague things friends talked about when they were face-to-face. But
Darla was disturbed. Never had Mizi or anyone else taken Robert Ingle
seriously before. It was worth some investigation.
Darla hoped that she wouldn't not like what she found.
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