Gold Coast: Chapter 5-A

Feb 14th, 2011 | By | Category: Gold Coast, Kymria

Breaths and Whispers

Part A

The following 3 hexes passed easily. The rooms of the hospital wing slowly emptied; their occupants returning to as normal a life as they could. Many of the last patients–those who had required regeneration–were under the care of Raven now. He and his staff guided their progress, helping them to rediscover their muscles.

Aerowyn sat behind her desk, idly flipping through reports on her terminal, and waiting for her shift to end. The desk had been a gift from ‘Bram, the ‘mind on Cato, on her graduation from Mercer’s Green. Black oak from Hannah–expensive. She hadn’t thought of ‘Bram in moons; hadn’t spoken to him in over a year.


“Yes, Dr. bren Moira?”

“Can you open an N-link to the Cato Seven Prime scientific complex?”

“Please specify the full name or com-code of the person to whom you wish to speak.”

“I’d like to speak to ‘Bram–the complex’s synthetic mind.”

“Please hold while I establish the connection. Is this an official communication?”

“No. Personal.”

“N-com charges will be assessed to your account. Connection established.”


“Hi, ‘Bram. What’s in?”

“Nothing as exciting as your life this last moon. How’re you holding up?”

“Well enough. Though I’m beginning to regret wishing for an exciting life. I’m beginning to appreciate boring.”

“Speaking of Raven, how is he these days?”

“Ooo. If you were here, I’d slap you for that.”

“Promises, promises.”

“And Raven is doing just fine, thank you. He’s one of the few things around here that keeps me sane. …When I wasn’t sure if he was alive on that ship, or…”

“Well, I’m glad that he’s okay. How’s the rest of the place taking all this? I understand that there were significant casualties.”

“They’re…dealing with it. The various priests and head-crackers have their hands full, but there haven’t been any major problems…Yet.”

“Well, if things get hectic, and you want to talk, you know where I am. And Snow, don’t call on your personal account. Charge it to me. I get to make all the calls I want for free. It’s compensation for not having a body and being able to romp around with young girls. ”

“Bram, do you ever wish you were human?”

“Why ever would I want to be human?”

“To have the freedom, to feel the feelings and sensations that a body can feel.”

“My dear Snow, I have a body. With it I can talk to over a thousand people at one time. I can link with any of my friends anywhere whenever I please. I can see into the Federation from here, in wavelengths that you can’t even imagine. I know colors that are more beautiful than any you know. I can listen to the sound of atoms dancing in space.

“My body will never grow old. When a part begins to wear, I have it replaced, and go on as before. I will never know hunger or thirst. I will never be tired or in pain. I am immune to disease and the mental deterioration of age. I would never want to be anything but what I am.”

Aerowyn sat silently for several moments thinking about that. A gentle knock on her door brought her back to reality. “Oh, Bram I have to go. There’s someone waiting outside my office.”

“Take care, Aerowyn. And next time, don’t wait so long to call.”

“Yes, mother.”

A faint ping sounded to signal the close of the connection.

Aerowyn paused for just a moment then turned to the person at her door.

“Come in.”

“Dr. bren Moira?” The door slid open to reveal a young Kymrian woman in the greens of Life Sciences. Her rank-tab bore the shield of House Uthyr and the single red circle of an S-1, an in-service of the lowest rank.

“Please, come in. What can I do for you, miss…..”

“ni Kahrin. Winnet ni Kahrin.” The woman sat nervously in the chair across from Aerowyn. “Um.. I feel a little strange coming here. I mean, I don’t want to take up your time. I’m just an S-1, what business do I have in the office of the Chief Medic. But the man out there said I should come in; that it would be okay…”

“It’s okay, Winnet. I wouldn’t be a very good doctor if I didn’t have time for people. Can I offer you a cup of tea? I have some tearberry already made. I was just going to pour a cup for myself.”

“Oh. Um…yes, thank you. That would be nice.”

Aerowyn stepped over to the small shelf and poured two cups of the bright red tea. She intentionally said nothing as she did so, giving the young woman a chance to relax a little. She wondered what could possibly have this young woman so nervous. Aerowyn was not exactly an imposing figure that instilled fear in the hearts of young scientists. With a friendly smile, she set one of the ceramic mugs on the desk in front of Winnet. She then sat back in her chair, casually pulling her feet up, tucking one snugly under her, and rested the cup on her one raised knee.

“Now, Winnet. What may I do for you?”

“I…I wanted to thank you. Mikhail–my partner–was….he…he was on the Ironwing. I was on the Kael. It was just supposed to be a short trip. It wasn’t supposed to happen like this. When I got back here, everything was so chaotic. I didn’t know what was going on, or where Mikhail was. I found him though. He…he was on the floor of the docking bay, with all those others.

“I just wanted to thank you for letting me stay with him. To say goodbye to him. You told the doctors to let us stay. I found that out later. I mean, it hurts real bad loosing him. And…well, a part of me was mad at you for not saving him. And I’m sorry for that. It’s hard to see the full scan when you’re so close to it like that.

“But I saw what you did afterwards. What you did for all the people. I don’t know if anyone actually took the time to say thank you. I know it’s not much, but, well…” The words trailed off into silence. “I’m sorry for taking your time. I should be going now. I just wanted you to know that I don’t blame you. And, well, thank you. You’re good people.”

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