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Jade Constantine
Gallente
Jericho Fraction
The Star Fraction
Posted - 2011.09.05 14:54:00 - [1]
 

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The -SFS- starship lay at rest in the deep darkness of the outer system of Tash Murkon Prime. Her systems powered to minimal and stealth signature barely above the background radiation as the Deimos class hull gleamed with dull-metallic hue in the starlight like unsheathed dagger tumbling in slow motion though the void.

Secure from combat alert and virtually undetectable in the vastness of interplanetary gap the crew breathed again in the heady post-combat rush and let weariness overtake minds burning with the memory of recent combat and evasion and turned each to individual relaxation as the skeleton run-silent watch took their place at bridge and alert stations through the ship.

System diagnostics nominal, energy signature masked by the local primary, damage reports show no armour breach or ancillary degradation of hull integrity. Reactors at 5% whisper mode, communications secure.

Statistics lazily crept across her imagined peripheral vision as the commander triggered capsule egress and initiated the automated cycle of immersion to external life and the sensations that waited in the absolute like hungry ghosts at the feast to claim her mind and emotions all.

Warning pre-emptive capsule egress without acclimatisation routines will lead to disorientation and physical limitation for indeterminate periods …

Internalising the sigh of frustration with the relentless logic of the automotive systems the occupant of the capsule pod triggered override codes and banished the mothering instincts of the adaptive intelligence in a masochistic snap of subverbal commands and fleet authority.

Seek medical attention for perceptive dysfunction recommend dosage hyphysomene 200 treatment regime following consultation with ships doctor …

“End program, adaptive intelligence to stand-by, confirm immediate aggress, retract umbilicals on my mark, break immersive synthesia 10 secs, authorisation Constantine, Jade, J529225 voiceprint command rank assault cruiser class designator ‘passion play’.”

Ectoplasm drained, sudden bitterness of exposure and blindness, fantastic senses dimmed as the ordinary dimensions and forces of shipboard gravity and physical limits imposed their absolutes on the senses of a transhuman consciousness left shivering and naked in a foetal ball in the midst of the now obedient Jovian machinery.

Just a human body, just a human mind, free of the union with machine and divine vision and now limited to immediacy of location and geography and all those quaint laws of pre-history before the ascendance to machine union and awesome sensory transcendence of capsule symbiosis.

Minutes pass and she hardly moves breathing now at last the clean air of the onboard climate control and letting her body slowly match the ambient temperature and baseline speed of real-time awareness.

Its getting easier, the disorientation is almost pleasure, the nakedness of human senses a relief, her orders now obeyed and nobody there from the crew to fuss and bother and grant unlooked for kindness in the absence of universal sensory immersion of the capsule.

Now just a woman again, just a single mind in the darkness and silence of the sleeping vessel; nothing more than a mote in the eye of creation and a relief in the nature and solipsism of that awareness.

At last she rises, body still damp and glistening with the caress of the alien technology. Olive skin shadowed in the gloom of the chamber as her raven-dark hair falls over neck and spine to hide the interface machinery there in sweet pretence she is just a woman again, something less than the sum of seven lifetimes and knowledge of all that has gone before.

No comms chatter, no virtuality, no sensor trace and systems feed, no fleet disposition, no political analysis, no game-theory overview and risk assessment of alliance and psychometrics to colour the tell-tails of friend and foe alike.

Jade Constantine
Gallente
Jericho Fraction
The Star Fraction
Posted - 2011.09.05 14:58:00 - [2]
 

Edited by: Jade Constantine on 05/09/2011 17:05:53


Just darkness. Just silence, just peace.

Taking a robe from a nearby locker she drapes the garment around her shoulders and considers briefly the social infrastructure of the starship at rest; the crew on downtime will be drinking now, gambling, making love, watching films, writing to their loved ones for the next subspace window. It would be so easy to dress for the evening, find some conversation, draw a little satisfaction from the act of unselfish socialisation and easy companionship amongst her crew.

But no.

Somewhere out there in the void is the heart she dreams of touching and sitting alone in the capsule-chamber she murmurs the command to set screens to transparency surrounding the little space with stars viewed beyond the hull. Vertigo for a moment, a residual instinct of baseline humanity that the technology of our times has not erased with any real success; and she stands alone amongst the void and constellations of distant suns and whispers a quiet “I love you”.

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“... and I recall in my sleep how you changed my life on Magnolia Street
A dream, but it’s true I am not the same since I met you
And I feel like I’m going home
But not to the one I’ve known “


Revan Neferis
Amarr
Propaganda Due
Posted - 2011.09.09 00:20:00 - [3]
 

Thank you my beauty.
You know how busy things have been for me out of space, but reading your words brings me back to your heart, always.

I wish I had more time at the moment lover to make a beautiful post like yours, to fill your eyes and heart with pearls of love that will remain immortal and frozen here in time... but thinking well, even if my reply to you won't be that long or so well spoken my love, know that the past years and our memories and dreams are still here and what remains trully eternal for us is the moment we have been living, day after day, night after night under the stars.

Magnolia street is the road to that star of Pleiades after all.

A toast to the the past, the present and what will come my love.

Always yours,

Revan



Jade Constantine
Gallente
Jericho Fraction
The Star Fraction
Posted - 2011.09.09 01:15:00 - [4]
 

Originally by: Revan Neferis
Thank you my beauty.
You know how busy things have been for me out of space, but reading your words brings me back to your heart, always.

I wish I had more time at the moment lover to make a beautiful post like yours, to fill your eyes and heart with pearls of love that will remain immortal and frozen here in time... but thinking well, even if my reply to you won't be that long or so well spoken my love, know that the past years and our memories and dreams are still here and what remains trully eternal for us is the moment we have been living, day after day, night after night under the stars.

Magnolia street is the road to that star of Pleiades after all.

A toast to the the past, the present and what will come my love.

Always yours,

Revan



I trust we will find our way to the stars of Pleiades my love. I will not be content until we have danced in that distant sunlight and kissed under strange skies to embrace at the edge of human exploration in the land of dreams and passion entwined. Always forward my beautiful heretic. Nothing but ashes behind. xxx





 

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