Many thousands of them had been brought here, to a planet functionally identical to the one currently being Cultivated in System 4A-CC57. A habitat familiar to the rodents had been created for them here.Created by the Katasketousya? Certainly the scientists could create worlds—it was, first and foremost, their role. Their job function as defined by the Directorate. Ancillary duties propagated naturally from that role, all well suited to the species’ sedate intellectualism. But in a universe of species which had been pacified and brought to heel over the aeons by the Anadens, the Katasketousya had needed no pacification. They had arrived docile and compliant, asking only to be allowed to tinker with astronomical and biological phenomenon in the service of their new masters. The notion that any member of the species would defy their role to engage in subterfuge and pursue daring and dangerous schemes in opposition to the Directorate? It was absurd. Preposterous.Yet the evidence was displayed here in front of his eyes for him to see.
