Stephen's Secure Blog #127
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, in the 1950's. 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. He stopped writing to his penpal, but found he
still wanted to record his life, in case he lost his memory again, and
wrote 30 entries in his first logbook. Then he wrote to an artificial
intelligence called Geenee, in the master computer in his school for
gifted students, which he started attending in 2016. Now it's after
2018, and he's continuing to save his memories in a secure blog.
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 14 in this story, After the Winter holidays of year 5 of his
special school.
Stephen's Secure Blog #127 "Showing the Station"
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I said to Angrala, after testing her resistance to mental invasion
and attacks to her chakras, "You've made some very good progress, but
there is still much more to learn. I don't think we can keep your
Captain here much longer." She said "I agree. He wants to go now." I
said with a grin, "Do you think he would like to visit a Van station in
this system?" She grinned back, and said, "That will do it!" We went to
see the Captain, and I said, "We've told you about the Van. Would you
like to visit one the stations they have in this system?" He said
"Absolutely!" I grinned and said, "We thought you might. It's on a
satellite of the eighth planet. When you are ready with your team, let
us know, and we'll take you there." He said "Tomorrow. I'll call."
Twenty minutes after he called, we docked our ship to theirs. Hassan
and Lisa were with me, and I introduced them. Captain Krack said "So
there are more of you." I said "Try as they might to stop it, people
still insist on having sex, with the obvious results." He laughed.
While we had been talking, we had ported to a tiny moon of Neptune. I
showed them it in projection, and us descending into the opening
concealed hanger door. We came to rest on the floor, and the door
closed above us. I said "One reason for the size of this model ship, is
so it can fit in these places. We kept one of their system shuttles
here as a kind of museum exhibit. It can't be used by anybody who can't
fool it into thinking they are a Van. Our airlock system isn't
compatible with theirs, so we will be using a colored forcefield to
keep our air in, while leaving the ship and going into the station." We
did that, and they were very nervous. Inside they looked around all
over, and made a lot of recordings.
I said "We have removed their advanced technology. This is the
computer which runs the station. Under the floor is the fusion
generator, which can't be accessed while it is in operation. We have
kept the station in operation, because we haven't turned it off. We
don't like to destroy things. Wasteful. In this room is one of their
specialized examination tables they used to experiment on my people. If
you are interested, we can make one of the Van we have in storage,
available to your MedTech for examination." He said "We didn't dare
request that, for fear of offending your ethics." I grinned and said,
"Or you just didn't think of it." He laughed and said, "I'm not going
to admit to that. But, the implied question remains." I said "If it
knew, it wouldn't be offended. They do not have feelings of modesty. Or
most of the other feelings we have. It will be unconscious. Anything
which doesn't cause it noticeable damage is allowed." He said "You did
not use a gender in your words." I said "Because they don't have any.
No sex." Hassan said "VERY boring lives, from our point of view." The
Captain grinned. I said "We can bring it to you tomorrow. You should
not keep it very long." He said "What kind of storage?" I said "Where
they experience time at a rate of less than one second per 100 years."
excuse me a minute." I wandered off in deep thought, contacting Ichi to
have him watch. I felt Hassan and Lisa keep our cousins away from me.
I was finished a little before our guests were ready to leave. Ichi
said +Wow!"+ I said +Yes, but it doesn't have an application yet. I'll
put it in a crystal for the record.+ He said +Right. Thanks for the
show.+ When I rejoined the group, Captain Krack said, "Anything?" I
said "There is always something." He accepted the shutoff. We went back
into our ship, and then after porting it to near theirs, docked to it.
They went their way, and Hassan, Lisa, and I, went to see Angrala. I
did the introductions and then told her and Grace about the Van med
exam the next day. Angrala said "Another extension. Do you have any
more planned?" I said "No. That's the last one. If he lets you stay
like I requested, you will have more training time." She said "On your
world?" I said "That's one possibility. You would not be at our school,
and instead would be in our Guardian hospitality center, and alone
except for your teachers. There is another option. The multi-species
school on the GC world. Grace assists there. There would be a lot of
good friends for you, which might be a little more than you could be
comfortable with." She said "You mean love?" I said "Yes. But you
should experience it." She said "Then I will." I said "Then you should
know a modesty taboo is counterproductive. None of them need eyes to
see all of you, just like us. And in the swimming parties at my home,
the absence of clothing is just a start." She said "I expected that,
and I will be one of the party, no matter what." I said "They will know
your feelings, and be as considerate of them as they can. Love does
that. Think of it as a great adventure, because that's exactly what it
will be." She grinned and said, "After this buildup, it had better be."
I just grinned.
The next day Mgambe and I brought the Van to them, on an antigravity
platform. We put it on the med exam bed. Captain Krack was there. I
told them, "The Van don't wear clothes. They grow their bodies to their
design in special tanks, and then use a machine to transfer their
mind/spirits to the new bodies. Their bodies aren't lasting as long as
they used to, due to faults in the process accumulating over time,
which they don't know how to correct. That's why they are looking for
new ones. WERE looking. We stopped that. Before your ship reaches home,
we will have completed our action with the Van system. Their world will
be blockaded, and their stolen technology will be gone and destroyed.
That will include their body growing and mind transfer machines." The
MedTech said "They will become extinct. A species death sentence." I
said "They did that to themselves long ago, in halting, and even
reversing, their evolution. All living things die. Now their natural
order will be restored, only a little sooner than they expected, and
without causing the planned suffering of other people. They will
reincarnate as they were originally designed to, just like the rest of
you do." Captain Krack said "I noticed you exclude your people." I said
"No, I excluded myself. I will not reincarnate." He said "You can
choose that?" I said "It's not something which can be discussed well
with words. But, remember what I said before, about how long I will
live." He said "Oh. I think." I laughed.
We watched while the MedTech drew blood and other fluids and other
things, and ran all the tests he could, after taking assorted tissue
I said. "No, that would be cruel. That they would have done more than
that to me, and did cause me a lifetime of suffering after I escaped
from them, still doesn't allow me to cause them to physically or
mentally suffer in any way. It doesn't even know it's been captured.
Only the fact that this examination might help your people realize the
truth of what I would tell them, helping to avert much suffering,
enables me to even allow this much." He said "Accepted. We are done.
Before you go, I have a question. You two have markedly different skin
colors and features. Is that natural, or by choice?" Mgambe grinned
because he knew what was coming. I said "Natural, and this wouldn't
have been my choice! I burn too easily in the sun. His skin is much
more practical. But beyond surface features, those of my world are all
fertile with each other, and prove that extremely often. He and I are
just examples of different ends of this kind of spectrum. We do make a
nice artistic contrast, though." We grinned at each other. The MedTech
said "This is something I don't think I will ever understand. You
obviously love each other, with an intensity one just doesn't see
outside of the newly mated. All of you do, irrespective of genders and
sexual preferences." I said "Accurately stated. Yes, we do." He said
"How do you explain it?" I said "We know each other to an understanding
and depth we just can't explain or describe to you. Deep love is a
necessary outgrowth of that, or we could not stand to be near each
other. But, obviously we can, and very lovingly well." He sighed and
said, "I'll never understand it." I said "You will, part of it, now." I
held out my arms to him, and he knew what to do.
Mgambe and I took the Van out of his exam room, while he was still in
awed and astounded shock. Mgambe knew I could hear him muttering under
his breath, "I love it when he does that!"
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