it seemed so important to Collin, and at the time they didn’t really care. He had paid the receptionist very well for the use of her voice, and now every time SAMMI spoke, they were all reminded of Stephanie.
“Status update , SAMMI. Where is everyone?” He began to walk off the effects of his recovery pod induced slumber. The recovery pod was an amazing piece of medical technology. It was tube shaped and had a bed that would extend out for the patient to lie on. The top half of the tube would open and the bed would slide out. It would then retract to begin its healing magic. The recovery pod, given enough time, could heal most injuries, though he admitted he wasn’t sure how. The only limitation seemed to be massive trauma. Live surgeons accompanied by med-bots were still needed for that. The recovery pod also had no effect on illness or disease. The only side effect was that once finished, the body required an unusual amount of sleep. Even after sleeping for two days, Jesse would still need to sleep another twelve to fourteen hours later that day.
“Dr. Baker is on the bridge, no other crew me mbers are currently on board Endeavor . Repairs to the sublight drive are proceeding according to Lieutenant Torrensede’s schedule, and no work has begun on the damaged shuttle. Would you like me to contact Dr. Baker for you, Colonel?”
“No thank you , SAMMI. I’m going to stretch my legs, grab a drink and head up to the bridge. I’ll talk to Suzy then.” As he was heading to the ships lift, he took a long swig of a tasty liquid energy supplement. After sleeping two straight days, he had woken up thirsty.
As h e entered the bridge, the scenery beyond the viewport was the first thing he noticed. He practically ignored Suzy as he walked to the viewport to stare at the red planet they had landed on. Actually, it was more of a light maroon. The bad jokes about being stranded on a maroon planet swirled in his head, but he wisely kept them to himself.
“Desolate , isn’t it,” she remarked as she joined him next to the viewport. Desolate was the perfect word. Light maroon sand swirling around light maroon boulders, a pale pink sky and nothing else.
“Is this planet even inhabited?” He asked.
“Actually , it is,” she replied as she handed him a portable data unit. As he began scrolling though the data she continued; “While you were asleep, Josiah and Kimi have been exploring. Collin went with them this morning as well, leaving me here all alone to babysit you.” She smiled and jabbed him in the arm with her elbow, seemingly amused by her little joke.
“Josiah has gathered quite a bit of information about this planet in the last two days , although he calls it intel. I guess you can take the boy out of the military... Anyway, we made it to Kaldor.”
Kaldor, he thought, this place looks like a Kaldor. "So Dr. Hightower was right all those years ago, huh?"
“ At least about Kaldor. We are approximately twelve kilometers south of a settlement called Outpost Twenty-Three.”
“Wow, creative bunch .” He interrupted, as he looked up from the data unit.
She smiled as she continued; “Outpost Twenty-Three is one of twenty-seven small settlements on three sub continents, surrounding one main continent. The main continent is broken up into three territories. Each territory has a large city at its center. Each outpost gathers natural resources and sends them to the main continent, much like the eleven resource planets of our sector in the Milky Way.”
H e looked up from his data unit, “There's a lot of info here; where did this intel come from?”
She replied, not at all minding the interruption. She knew his mind needed to process information in a certain order; and knowing where that information came from was step one. “My apologies, I should have started there,” she replied. “Josiah hacked a data terminal in the small room that passes for the community library and downloaded its
“Status update , SAMMI. Where is everyone?” He began to walk off the effects of his recovery pod induced slumber. The recovery pod was an amazing piece of medical technology. It was tube shaped and had a bed that would extend out for the patient to lie on. The top half of the tube would open and the bed would slide out. It would then retract to begin its healing magic. The recovery pod, given enough time, could heal most injuries, though he admitted he wasn’t sure how. The only limitation seemed to be massive trauma. Live surgeons accompanied by med-bots were still needed for that. The recovery pod also had no effect on illness or disease. The only side effect was that once finished, the body required an unusual amount of sleep. Even after sleeping for two days, Jesse would still need to sleep another twelve to fourteen hours later that day.
“Dr. Baker is on the bridge, no other crew me mbers are currently on board Endeavor . Repairs to the sublight drive are proceeding according to Lieutenant Torrensede’s schedule, and no work has begun on the damaged shuttle. Would you like me to contact Dr. Baker for you, Colonel?”
“No thank you , SAMMI. I’m going to stretch my legs, grab a drink and head up to the bridge. I’ll talk to Suzy then.” As he was heading to the ships lift, he took a long swig of a tasty liquid energy supplement. After sleeping two straight days, he had woken up thirsty.
As h e entered the bridge, the scenery beyond the viewport was the first thing he noticed. He practically ignored Suzy as he walked to the viewport to stare at the red planet they had landed on. Actually, it was more of a light maroon. The bad jokes about being stranded on a maroon planet swirled in his head, but he wisely kept them to himself.
“Desolate , isn’t it,” she remarked as she joined him next to the viewport. Desolate was the perfect word. Light maroon sand swirling around light maroon boulders, a pale pink sky and nothing else.
“Is this planet even inhabited?” He asked.
“Actually , it is,” she replied as she handed him a portable data unit. As he began scrolling though the data she continued; “While you were asleep, Josiah and Kimi have been exploring. Collin went with them this morning as well, leaving me here all alone to babysit you.” She smiled and jabbed him in the arm with her elbow, seemingly amused by her little joke.
“Josiah has gathered quite a bit of information about this planet in the last two days , although he calls it intel. I guess you can take the boy out of the military... Anyway, we made it to Kaldor.”
Kaldor, he thought, this place looks like a Kaldor. "So Dr. Hightower was right all those years ago, huh?"
“ At least about Kaldor. We are approximately twelve kilometers south of a settlement called Outpost Twenty-Three.”
“Wow, creative bunch .” He interrupted, as he looked up from the data unit.
She smiled as she continued; “Outpost Twenty-Three is one of twenty-seven small settlements on three sub continents, surrounding one main continent. The main continent is broken up into three territories. Each territory has a large city at its center. Each outpost gathers natural resources and sends them to the main continent, much like the eleven resource planets of our sector in the Milky Way.”
H e looked up from his data unit, “There's a lot of info here; where did this intel come from?”
She replied, not at all minding the interruption. She knew his mind needed to process information in a certain order; and knowing where that information came from was step one. “My apologies, I should have started there,” she replied. “Josiah hacked a data terminal in the small room that passes for the community library and downloaded its
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