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an Alliance military base. But even with the analysis, the potential targets were many and spread out across the sector.
The ensign placed her hand under her chin. I may have something. Actually, he may have something, she said.
The ensign explained. It was the one thought that, while not hostile, she felt he had willfully suppressed during the exchange.
Red was reluctant. But he agrees: these attacks must stop.
What do you mean?
The ensign pointed back to the cell.
As you know, for a moment, Red came in contact with Farcia. Not only that, he actually glimpsed inside Farcia’s mind. So he know she knows where she might strike next.
Chapter 8
He didn’t have much to go on. Only the scattered memories in his mind, along with an impending sense of doom. But perhaps it would be enough. Escorted by the ensign, Red left his cell and walked down the brightly lit hallway. He then entered the new room, hearing the white door open to his presence.
This was different. This was the bridge. It was a circular area, one that was more open. He felt the light on him and then looked at the center. Next to the command console was the Sentinel. She stood by the controls, clad in her soft metal jacket, waiting. Behind her was a mirrored panel that curved along the steel wall. The ensign was beside him.
A green world, Red said, hurriedly trying to describe it. Highly populated. Definitely in Alliance space. Maybe a ring. Or something else in orbit.
He gestured with his hands, creating the circular motion with his fingers. Arendi listened.
Understood, she said, turning to the panel. Red noticed it flicker on, the screen becoming black as night.
The ship’s computer, Justice explained. It will process the request.
Out in front, at the main screen, the pool of black rippled; very soon the shadow was filled with a grid. He realized that it was a map of the stars. The detailed pictures were materializing into the light.
Then they heard a new voice.
Accessing query Naifei III. Distance: thirty-two light-years.
Red heard the computer drone on in its synthesized tone. He watched as the requested green world emerged.
Total population: approximately five billion. Home of the Varidacht race, and aligned with the Alliance. Also known as Nalfei Prime, the A-class planet is orbited by a pair of moons. Following the Endervar War, the system
Red raised his arm and opened his four-fingered hand, shaking it. No, he said. No
Something was off. Perhaps the moons were too large or the planetary ring, too soft. He wasn’t sure, but he didn’t find it familiar.
Next one, the ensign said.
Accessing Sobal Anu. Distance 128 light-years. Total population: approximately 9.2 billion. Home of the Nori-Falken, and aligned with the Alliance. The central capital, Kiten, is a
No, he said. Not this one, either.
Seconds later, another world appeared and then another. Red shook his hand again and again. He looked at all the images and felt neither a match nor anything resembling the memory in his mind.
How many more are there? he asked.
Two hundred twenty-three, the ensign replied. Green world and highly populated are both very broad search terms.
Red stood there and sighed; he felt almost like a fool. He needed more information, beyond the generic. Rather than continue, he closed his eyes, trying to recall the alien memory. It was what he had learned from Farcia, the moment she had opened her mind. He was still laboring to piece it together. All of it was foreign, spanning histories and places of which he knew almost nothing. So much of it revolving around pain; he could barely think through it. He clenched his jaw, and held the side of his face. This isn’t working, he thought.
Unbeknownst to him, the Sentinel had a solution.
Isolate, she said. Same search parameters, but only in Arcenian space. Display most populated.
The computer complied.
Accessing the Arcenian home world: Vellanar. Distance 707 light-years. Total population: approximately
The ensign placed her hand under her chin. I may have something. Actually, he may have something, she said.
The ensign explained. It was the one thought that, while not hostile, she felt he had willfully suppressed during the exchange.
Red was reluctant. But he agrees: these attacks must stop.
What do you mean?
The ensign pointed back to the cell.
As you know, for a moment, Red came in contact with Farcia. Not only that, he actually glimpsed inside Farcia’s mind. So he know she knows where she might strike next.
Chapter 8
He didn’t have much to go on. Only the scattered memories in his mind, along with an impending sense of doom. But perhaps it would be enough. Escorted by the ensign, Red left his cell and walked down the brightly lit hallway. He then entered the new room, hearing the white door open to his presence.
This was different. This was the bridge. It was a circular area, one that was more open. He felt the light on him and then looked at the center. Next to the command console was the Sentinel. She stood by the controls, clad in her soft metal jacket, waiting. Behind her was a mirrored panel that curved along the steel wall. The ensign was beside him.
A green world, Red said, hurriedly trying to describe it. Highly populated. Definitely in Alliance space. Maybe a ring. Or something else in orbit.
He gestured with his hands, creating the circular motion with his fingers. Arendi listened.
Understood, she said, turning to the panel. Red noticed it flicker on, the screen becoming black as night.
The ship’s computer, Justice explained. It will process the request.
Out in front, at the main screen, the pool of black rippled; very soon the shadow was filled with a grid. He realized that it was a map of the stars. The detailed pictures were materializing into the light.
Then they heard a new voice.
Accessing query Naifei III. Distance: thirty-two light-years.
Red heard the computer drone on in its synthesized tone. He watched as the requested green world emerged.
Total population: approximately five billion. Home of the Varidacht race, and aligned with the Alliance. Also known as Nalfei Prime, the A-class planet is orbited by a pair of moons. Following the Endervar War, the system
Red raised his arm and opened his four-fingered hand, shaking it. No, he said. No
Something was off. Perhaps the moons were too large or the planetary ring, too soft. He wasn’t sure, but he didn’t find it familiar.
Next one, the ensign said.
Accessing Sobal Anu. Distance 128 light-years. Total population: approximately 9.2 billion. Home of the Nori-Falken, and aligned with the Alliance. The central capital, Kiten, is a
No, he said. Not this one, either.
Seconds later, another world appeared and then another. Red shook his hand again and again. He looked at all the images and felt neither a match nor anything resembling the memory in his mind.
How many more are there? he asked.
Two hundred twenty-three, the ensign replied. Green world and highly populated are both very broad search terms.
Red stood there and sighed; he felt almost like a fool. He needed more information, beyond the generic. Rather than continue, he closed his eyes, trying to recall the alien memory. It was what he had learned from Farcia, the moment she had opened her mind. He was still laboring to piece it together. All of it was foreign, spanning histories and places of which he knew almost nothing. So much of it revolving around pain; he could barely think through it. He clenched his jaw, and held the side of his face. This isn’t working, he thought.
Unbeknownst to him, the Sentinel had a solution.
Isolate, she said. Same search parameters, but only in Arcenian space. Display most populated.
The computer complied.
Accessing the Arcenian home world: Vellanar. Distance 707 light-years. Total population: approximately
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