Conflux, Pt. 9
Conflux, Pt. 9
Anafenza was still gawking in awed silence when the three women stepped off the lift and onto the main control room of the ship – the “bridge,” the Commander had called it – as the other officers sat at their positions, preparing the ship’s systems to send them home.
Ana had since changed into a similar jumpsuit as the Commander, though it was completely black with no special color. She’d tried to ask for pink, but that wasn’t an actual color for a uniform. Still, she had the top off, the arms tied around her waist, and was sporting a pink “sports bra” the Commander had decided to compromise on and allow her to wear. The badge with her linkpearl pressed to the center was pinned on one of the sleeves around her waist.
She moved along one side of the bridge, stopping behind a Miqo’te man seated there. “This is Lt. M’Ral, my operations officer. He’s tying our chronometric sensors to the transporter in hopes that we can send you to your appropriate time periods using the residual aether…”
“He’s a Miqo’te!” Anafenza exclaimed in surprise, smiling wide.
The three others looked at her in surprise. M’Ral looked slightly confused, then shook his head. “Er, no. I’m a Caitian…I’m not sure what a Miqo’te is…”
Anafenza bit her lip and shook her head. “Sorry…it’s a race on my world. You look…very similar…”
The man nodded. “That is alright; I’m not offended.” He pointed on the screen. “Right now, there is a large flow of this ‘aether’ that we are still able to detect. It is branching from a central location along three distinct paths. We’re working out how to use those paths to transport you to those physical locations…”
A woman in a blue-shouldered uniform stepped forward. She had a pattern of spots that went from her temples down her neck. “And we’re using this ship’s chronometric navigational scanners to help transport you to your proper times.”
The Commander nodded. “Ladies, this is Nizeri Sano, my science officer. And…yeah, that’s the plan we’re developing. It’s nothing we’ve ever tried or even considered trying before…”
“And if it fails?” Stormy asked.
Sano shook her head. “We would maintain our lock and pull you back to Rafale. You’d be stranded here most likely…” She tapped the panel on the wall, bringing up a new display for the women to look at. It showed the aether trails, ending at three distinct dots. “Right now our present location, Earth, and your world are equidistant from one another…both in space and in time. This is a phenomenon that just…should not be possible. That all three of you would also be existing and have these connections, and wander to these specific locations at the same time is…a once in a lifetime experience. But…” She tapped the display, and it began to move, showing a passage of time. “We are drifting out of this sync phase. The longer we go without executing this plan, the greater the risk of you not making it home. If we don’t do this by tomorrow night…”
“Then we’re stranded in your universe,” Stormy finished. Her face fell, her excitement now crashing with a reality of not getting home. Anafenza felt a similar pain in her chest at the thought of not making it home.
The Commander must have noticed this. She smiled a little, then patted them both on the back. “Well, if we only have till tomorrow night, let’s go celebrate. C’mon; we’ll go to Hurricane Hal’s.”
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Conflux, Pt. 7
Anafenza tugged on the small jewel embedded in her horn. She twisted it and tugged, feeling a small pop in her horn as the pearl came free, chipping away some of the horn as she did so. She handed is to the Commander, who was pulling out her scanning device – the “tricorder.”
“Alright, that takes care of the two of us.” The Commander looked up to the other blue woman. “Your phone; it’s still getting a signal, yeah? That should help locate and isolate your signal as well.”
“I can do you even better,” Stormy grinned, pulling the slender, black, rectangular device from her pocket. “It’s tied to the medicom system; when it detects my lifesigns are hitting critical levels, it activates the emergency transport beacon to send me to the nearest hospital.”
“It’s tied to a system on Earth in your time with a full reading of your vitals!” The Commander smiled wide and nodded. “That’s great! Let me pair it to my tricorder.” She began tapping buttons on the device, then paused and looked up. “Um…do you have a ‘blue tooth?’”
Stormy snickered, tapping the device’s screen before handing it over. “Bluetooth is enabled; you can pair it to your tricorder?”
The Commander shrugged. “It should be sending the correct signal? Oh! There we go. Yes.” She took the phone and began tapping on the screen, then set the two aside with her badge. “That takes care of those. Now how do we fit the linkpearl in?”
“I could…” Anafenza began, thinking aloud. “What if I activated it, and then we meld it to your badge, like a materia?”
The other two women looked at her with an expression that told Ana they had no idea what she just said. The auri sighed. “We attach it to the badge after I activate it.”
Stormy raised her hand, starting to ask “what is a materia-“ when the Commander elbowed her to shut up, then nodded. “Alright, let’s try that.”
The women gathered around, as the Commander looked at the pearl in one hand, and her comm badge in the other. The badge was gold and silver, with a thin wire bent around in the shape of an arrow, and two gold strips behind it. She shrugged, then shoved the pearl between the two gold strips in the center of the badge.
Anafenza and Stormy chuckled a little, and the Commander just looked up and nodded, satisfied with her work. Her tricorder beeped then, and she picked it up to read off the screen. “It’s Rafale; they think they have a solution and said to contact when we’re ready to try it.”
The three women all looked at one another. Stormy spoke first. “Well…if it doesn’t work…”
The Commander shook her head. “It has to work.”
“If it doesn’t, alright?” Stormy shook her head. “I do feel a little bad we didn’t…really get to learn more about each other. But this was neat. A very…interesting experience.”
Anafenza nodded in agreement. “I..am sorry Jessika could not be here to share this with you. I think she would have enjoyed meeting you both. I certainly have.”
The Commander sighed and nodded. “Would love to be able to share this with the scientific community if we make it out of here. Not just proof of parallel universes but even parallels across time as well. This was incredible. I just wish the circumstances were better.” She smiled. “Are we all ready?”
After they all nodded, the Commander took a deep breath. “Jess, activate your medicom; Ana, your linkpearl. Then, Jess, take the badge, and charge up.”
Stormy tapped her phone, while Ana took the badge and pressed the pearl in the center. She felt the small tug of aether as she activated it, connecting it to the lifestream, before handing it to Stormy. The blue woman held it tight, powering up her electricity again, then pressed the badge. It chirped.
“Rafale, St. Peter. We’re ready! Go with the plan!”
“We have you Commander. M’Ral tied the navigational chronometric sensors to the transporter system; we were able to trace the link to the tricorder, now we’re switching to the comm channel…” The woman on the other end gasped. “Whatever you’re doing over there, I can pick out all three distinct signals for you. Keep it up: M’Ral, prepare to initiate transport!”
Stormy screamed. “Whatever it is, hurry up!”
Anafenza looked around; the creeping Nothing was closing in faster. Even the tree in the center was starting to disappear. She grit her teeth, her scar suddenly burning.
A gravelly voice came across now. “Positive lock through the aether interference, initiating quantum transport in five…four…three…”
Anafenza shrieked, the burning was far greater. She could see the dark aether begin to roll off of her body now, in the same way it was rolling off the tree before. Her vision blurred, and she felt like she was reaching out in the lifestream, her aether chasing something unseen, searching…
“Two…one…energize!”
Ana screamed over the sound of chimes in the air, and a swirling vortex of lights wrapped itself around each of the three women. Her vision was consumed with light.
Another night, another escape...
They’re married! And I am genuinely, without a doubt, absolutely happy for them! I knew it was coming even when i told him I loved him. And it never bothered me. I am very happy I went to celebrate. They were adorable. And I meant every word. Every blessing. They are perfect together, and I couldn’t be happier for them.
But Khala. what he said bothered me more than it should have. more than I think it should have. “I don’t find every au ra attractive,” and I could feel him avoiding looking at me. of course he meant me. this after complimenting ayame on her beauty. And anzu.
Ayame, Anzu, Suzume...all of them Raen. All of them refined. Cultured. Learned. Beautiful in their white scales and pale complexions.
is this what makes someone beautiful? is this why I’m not? Because I’m a dark-scaled, dark-skinned savage from the steppe? Is this why no one consorts with me except out of pity? I thought it just this accursed scar on my side, or my sins but
i am ugly. mayhaps I shoudl just clothe myself and save everyone the suffering of looking upon me.
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