Stephen's Logbook #1 Entry #22
These stories about Stephen began was when he was 10 years old, and
moving to a new part of the country to attend a special school for
gifted students. This was from a time before computers would fit on a
desk, and when people communicated with friends in other countries by
actual letters sent through the postal service. He wrote 225 of them to
a friend. Please refer to them for insight into this new series of
stories. He stopped writing to his penpal, but found he still wanted to
record his life, in case he loses his memory again. So, we can now look
into selected entries in his logbook to see how he is doing.
All characters are fictitious, even if some of them might have names
that belong to some actual people, or act like people we know.
The stories may not be posted in chronological order.
Stephen is 17 in this story, in the middle of Summer after year 7 of
special school.
Stephen's Logbook #1 Entry #22 "After Desert Discussion"
NEW ENTRY
We ported to the big conference room in our new office building. We
included Murphy and father in the meeting, and Tomba. Pete gave them a
crystal of his memory of our encounter with the alien in the desert. I
said "Before we begin the critique part of this meeting, do any of you
need clarifications or have any questions regarding what we did?" Matt
raised his hand and said, "You said he could tell if you were lying. Is
that true, and if it is, could you explain about knowing why the Van
left the earth?" I said "It's true. As for how I knew, well, do you
remember the second time we met at the steak house, when you asked a
question, and I said you would have to change your beliefs?" He said
with exaggerated annoyance, "Oh, no! Not again." We smiled. I said "In
one of my previous lives, I was the person who warned them not to build
their power stations too close together, and was ignored. She was in a
space station doing research when the world blew up. The survivors in
space blamed her for the disaster, for not trying harder to convince
them of the danger. She helped them build their long range space ships
from what they had available off the Earth, so they could go to a new
star, but they wouldn't take her with them. She and her few friends
went down to Earth to help save the survivors and build a new society.
I know this because I have her memories." He and Murphy said, "Wow!"
Some of us laughed. I said "More questions?"
Murphy said "Why didn't you want the alien to know about the Adepts'
abilities?" I said "You already know part of that. Never reveal your
advanced abilities more than you have to, so as to not lose any
advantage they may give you. I only let them see what would show that
we were capable of doing what we want to, but not in a way which would
I nodded at father. He said "Fear. Not ours. Theirs. Our adepts might
be the most powerful individuals in the galaxy. We don't want them to
fear us. You all know what that could cause. For everything our adepts
do where they can witness it, we need to make them believe we are using
mechanical and instrumental means to accomplish it, or at least point
them in that direction. One more point. Stephen was deliberately
mysterious, specifically to entice the researcher into a relationship,
who couldn't resist it. That, Matt, was the play he was fiddling with."
There were some laughs.
I said "That was the primary objective for the meeting. His people
are powerful advisors to the Galactic Council. We need a good
relationship with them, if we are ever going to be able to address the
GC ourselves. We need to learn all we can about them, to manipulate
them into to being our advocates. More questions?" Nigel said "Showing
teeth?" I nodded at Pete, who said, "On Earth, in the animal kingdom,
that's usually a sign of aggression. We humans do that backward.
Stephen was showing the alien that we were sophisticated people of the
galaxy, and not provincial unmannered rubes, to gain us respect." I
said "More questions?" There weren't any. "Critiques?" Rod said "I see
the point about not revealing our abilities. For the next meeting, we
should build some machines for that, even if they are just for show." I
said "Nigel, why didn't I have us do that?" He said "You're doing it to
me again!" We had a good laugh with him. He said "It's a no-win
situation. If they have an object sense, or other scanning methods,
they would know if we show them something fake, and know too much if we
show them Stephen's fancy inventions. If we show them just regular
human things, they wouldn't respect us, and that wouldn't help to
conceal our abilities we might have to use, anyway. I hate to say this,
after what he just did to me, but Stephen played it right." Chad
grinned and said, "But we had his belts on." I looked expectantly at
Nigel, who groaned and said, "That would be alright until we used them,
because they wouldn't know what they could do until then." Rod said,
"And they might not attribute the effects to the belts."
I said "Rod's first point is still valid. So, Rod, can we build a
duplicate of the alien's space ship?" He said "With what you brought
back from the moon, and our scans of his ships and preliminary scan of
their base, not only do I think we can, I think we can even, ahem,
borrow some of their parts to examine and use. They can't detect our
use of the 4th." I said "And can we add some of the Van's technology,
and some of our own ideas, to make it look like it's our own, and not
copied directly from another race?" He said "I think so." I said "Jan,
now you know why I wanted those hangers on that island. They are for
space ships. Theirs, for meetings with us, and ours, when we build
them. Or take them from the Air Force. That's also why the Enterprise
has purchased manufacturing plants. We don't know yet if they use
matter transmitters like the Van do, but they must know about them, so
that technology we might be able to let them see. Pete, have you
examined their language?" He said "They are one of the founders of the
GC, and created the artificial language for that institution. Then they
adopted it for themselves. We won't have any problems with their
unencrypted documents, such as engineering manuals, but we will have a
problem with their encrypted records. We'll be working on that." I said
"Right. We'll try that. We know who's super brain to ask for help with
them."
I said "This is the big opportunity I was hoping for. Until now, we
were flopping around in the dark, looking for any information we could
find, afraid we could fail, because we didn't have a firm grip on our
primary mission. Now we have the beginnings of it, and if we work at
it, we will become fully competent in what we do for our world, and
Earth will be protected. It's not going to happen overnight. Probably
decades will pass before we can dictate to the galaxy how we should be
treated, and make it stick. Then we can lift humanity up to galactic
standards, for admission to the Council. Who here doesn't KNOW that
Earth will some day be playing a major role in how the galaxy is
governed?" Practically everybody said "Wow!" I said "We hear that a
lot." Laughter.
I said "Mac, Bone, your work is critical. We couldn't, and can't do
this without you. Thanks. Rod, the first thing is to understand and
duplicate the communicator he gave to us, and build whatever we can to
monitor all their activities. We can't spare adepts for round the clock
monitoring for very long. Ask any of us for help if you need it. Pete,
you will be handling further contacts with Zander and his people. I
know you can do it very well. If he asks for me, and he will, often,
keep putting him off, and deal with him yourself. Use playing with me
only as a reward for something very tangible. You understand." Pete
grinned ferociously and said, "All the way. I love it!" Father nodded.
I said "Chad, we need to know their biology, minds, and abilities.
Tomba might be able to help with some of that." He nodded. I said
"Father, Matt, Murphy, we couldn't do this without your coordination,
planning and support. Thank you. We'll keep you informed of all the
interesting things that happen, and not just to get you to say wow."
More laughter. "If there is nothing else, this meeting is adjourned."
We all stood.
Next thing I know, I'm in our private room with my adept
contemporaries, and our clothes were flying off our bodies. Then we
grabbed and stroked each other everywhere, almost like in a frenzy.
Even without the link, we all had orgasms in less than a minute. Then
Nigel said, "Already?" We laughed. Then we did it again, only much
slower, and with nut playing in the link. We did that as long as we
could, and then finished very well. While we were resting, Nigel said,
"That's more like it." Chad said "We've hardly started." I groaned.
They laughed. But, Chad was right. We did that three more times, before
we had to stop. I said "Maybe we should tell Mac and Bone to go easy on
finding more aliens." They threw things at me. We laughed some more,
and spent a long time hugging each other, with love flowing all around
us.
END ENTRY
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Grant
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