detail of the process for more than thirty minutes and then smiled, sending a mental message out to her allied council members and summoning avatars for a meeting.
"I think I have a way to put a stick in Paul's wheels," she said with a smile.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Celine looked up in annoyance as Chansa entered her lab without permission.
"I'm working on a very delicate experiment," she said, irritably, her hands continuing to shape the form before her. "Couldn't this have waited?"
Chansa glanced at the humanoid figure in the hologram and grimaced; it was all hair and fangs with odd, floppy, patches of skin in places. "No, not if you want to be able to actually make a monster like that. All of the Change stations are reporting that the Changes have failed."
"What?" she asked, waving at the design program to halt. As she did it flickered and then died. "That wasn't supposed to happen," she muttered, waving at the spot where the hologram had stood. "Genie, reactivate design program."
"Unable to comply," the genie said, forming. "Program unavailable."
"What in the . . ."
"That's what's going on at the Change stations as well," Chansa said, smiling at her discomfiture.
"Genie, diagnostic, design program," she said then watched as the box unfolded. Four of the subroutines of the programmed were in red, indicating unavailability. As she watched, another turned red. "Genie, override