Alone

Posted on Wed Dec 9, 2015 @ 9:33am by Lieutenant Penelope Naroot

531 words; about a 3 minute read

My optical sensors went out about twenty minutes ago, I think. They got me onto the shuttle. There was some jostling around. I assume I'm back on the ship. Hopefully Nic and Cass are doing something. Maybe Tommy Gun will show up. Would be good to see him again. Would be good to see anyone again.

I am so bored.

I never really got that concept before. Time is an absolute. On Earth, a millennium is 1000 years, a year is 365.25 solar days, a day is 24 hours, an hour is 60 minutes, a minute is 60 seconds, and a second is the duration of 9,192,631,770 periods of the radiation corresponding to the transition between the two hyperfine levels of the ground state of the caesium-133 atom. I mean, like, duh.

But the human perception of time is weird. They can feel time, like it's a breeze on their brain or something. They feel it move fast when they're excited, or slow when they're bored. My adoptive father once described boredom as "having time to spend, but no willpower or interest in how to spend it." I'm kind of dealing with that now. I have nothing but time until I can get my systems back up, and I have no idea what I'm going to do about it.

I've been through every theoretical equation six times over, I've reviewed all my mission logs for the past six years, and I've even written three letters to Thomas.

Ouch.

Oh, I felt that power surge. I'm not sure if it was from one of them opening me up, or what. Anyway, I hope Thomas is okay.

OUCH.

What are they poking around with? A live conduit? [sigh] I want to wake up. I want see my mom and dad. I want to do anything at this point. I want to cuddle up with Thomas for a night at tell him everything.

The only good point of having all this free time was being able to single out the bad subroutine. Course, it was kind of like those holonovels where someone figures out what the problem is right before they're killed and can't tell anyone. But at least I know now. All I have to do is have someone reset and wake me up, and I can get it all set up. I can take that stupid subroutine and call it for what it is and quantify it. I should probably publish a paper. Yeah, totally what I'm going to do!

After I see Thomas of course. He comes first, he has to. I owe him that. I'm mentally kicking myself for not just coming out and saying it at the start, but we learned a while ago humans aren't always comfortable around our kind. It's mainly why they don't know how many of us there are out there.

Still, that attitude won't help. I have to be ready to wake up and smile and just be myself, cause that's all I can be. Well, all I could be. Now I'm starting to wonder if i can be more.

Either way, I won't know till I wake up.

So I really need to wake up.

Please?

Hello?

 

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