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Admiral finished for him, "We are on our own out here in the Santana Quadrant."
The Admiral's final comment left a silence in the room.
Kingston's condition was obviously poor enough that she easily grew tired. After delivering the news that there could be no reinforcements from Earth, it was obvious to all that she was physically drained. She finished paying her respects and was escorted out a few minutes later. The young Spacer Ensign who had been part of her entourage, came over to have a brief conversation with Carlisle as the Admiral was being escorted out.
"You are Tamara Carlisle, from the Piedmont Mining Colony?"
"Yes, that's right," she replied.
"Massa Sukamoto, from Sol-Terra." He paused for a moment. "You were something of a legend back at the Academy," he said, "You were also an inspiration to me, a fellow Spacer. I...I'm glad to finally meet you."
"Ah...thank you, Ensign Sukamoto, I really don't know what to say. Do you mind if I ask how you come to be a tactical officer so quickly? That almost has to be some kind of record!"
"The Admiral wasn't kidding when she said that we had to leave the Nexus in a hurry," replied Sukamoto. "Believe it or not, I am the third highest ranking officer currently on board the Asimov . Kingston didn't much like appointing me to the position but she didn't have a lot of choice. She'll probably appoint someone over me as soon as she can find someone suitable."
" Enjoy it while you can, Sukamoto," said Carlisle. "Congratulations!" she added.
"I hope we can talk more soon," said the young man.
"I look forward to it," said Carlisle.
"I 'd better go," said Sukamoto. He flashed Carlisle a smile before he turned and rushed to catch up with the departing Admiral.
Chapter 9.
"...Thank you for purchasing a Hartwell Wrist computer. This fine product is a breakthrough design that has created a whole new style and level of effectiveness for a human-computer interface. Capable of the entire suite of functions and displays that could previously only be performed by machines of much larger dimensions, this superb device still has no equal. The interface can be operated by voice and by the incomparable cyberdex virtual keyboard. The latest models have even incorporated recent breakthroughs in brainwave stimulation technology.* One of the most useful features of the Hartwell Wrist Computer is the ability of the operator to make full use of its capabilities while inside the confines of a space suit. These little devices are widely sought after by anyone who wishes to be on the cutting edge of computer capability...
*This feature requires additional training and the use of the proprietary 'cyberdex cranial sensor net,' available at extra cost..."
Hartwell Wristcomp reference note highlighted for further review by Amanda Steuben. Excerpt is from the Hartwell Wrist Computer owner's manual.
UTFN Reclamation Center, on board Meridian Imperial Diplomatic Ship Istanbul , January 2, 2599.
With the Admiral's meeting concluded, Ensign Carlisle returned to the engineering section of the Istanbul and went directly to the electronics shop where she had met earlier with Heskim, the Ambassador's computer tech. She found him at the workbench of his cluttered little electronics laboratory, bent over a cleared space and in the process of working on her ancient quantum drive.
"Hello, Heskim," she said.
"Ah, Dr. Carlisle," he replied, "Welcome back."
" Have you been able to find out anything yet?" asked Carlisle.
"I have been able to power up the drive," replied Heskim, "but it is not in very good condition and some of the data on it is probably no longer available. As you can see, I didn't have the proper connectors for it and have had to rig some temporary connections."
H eskim had suspended the drive above the workbench by laying it across an inverted coffee mug. Five different wires, two of them connected to the drive with alligator clips, hooked it up to what looked like a power
The Admiral's final comment left a silence in the room.
Kingston's condition was obviously poor enough that she easily grew tired. After delivering the news that there could be no reinforcements from Earth, it was obvious to all that she was physically drained. She finished paying her respects and was escorted out a few minutes later. The young Spacer Ensign who had been part of her entourage, came over to have a brief conversation with Carlisle as the Admiral was being escorted out.
"You are Tamara Carlisle, from the Piedmont Mining Colony?"
"Yes, that's right," she replied.
"Massa Sukamoto, from Sol-Terra." He paused for a moment. "You were something of a legend back at the Academy," he said, "You were also an inspiration to me, a fellow Spacer. I...I'm glad to finally meet you."
"Ah...thank you, Ensign Sukamoto, I really don't know what to say. Do you mind if I ask how you come to be a tactical officer so quickly? That almost has to be some kind of record!"
"The Admiral wasn't kidding when she said that we had to leave the Nexus in a hurry," replied Sukamoto. "Believe it or not, I am the third highest ranking officer currently on board the Asimov . Kingston didn't much like appointing me to the position but she didn't have a lot of choice. She'll probably appoint someone over me as soon as she can find someone suitable."
" Enjoy it while you can, Sukamoto," said Carlisle. "Congratulations!" she added.
"I hope we can talk more soon," said the young man.
"I look forward to it," said Carlisle.
"I 'd better go," said Sukamoto. He flashed Carlisle a smile before he turned and rushed to catch up with the departing Admiral.
Chapter 9.
"...Thank you for purchasing a Hartwell Wrist computer. This fine product is a breakthrough design that has created a whole new style and level of effectiveness for a human-computer interface. Capable of the entire suite of functions and displays that could previously only be performed by machines of much larger dimensions, this superb device still has no equal. The interface can be operated by voice and by the incomparable cyberdex virtual keyboard. The latest models have even incorporated recent breakthroughs in brainwave stimulation technology.* One of the most useful features of the Hartwell Wrist Computer is the ability of the operator to make full use of its capabilities while inside the confines of a space suit. These little devices are widely sought after by anyone who wishes to be on the cutting edge of computer capability...
*This feature requires additional training and the use of the proprietary 'cyberdex cranial sensor net,' available at extra cost..."
Hartwell Wristcomp reference note highlighted for further review by Amanda Steuben. Excerpt is from the Hartwell Wrist Computer owner's manual.
UTFN Reclamation Center, on board Meridian Imperial Diplomatic Ship Istanbul , January 2, 2599.
With the Admiral's meeting concluded, Ensign Carlisle returned to the engineering section of the Istanbul and went directly to the electronics shop where she had met earlier with Heskim, the Ambassador's computer tech. She found him at the workbench of his cluttered little electronics laboratory, bent over a cleared space and in the process of working on her ancient quantum drive.
"Hello, Heskim," she said.
"Ah, Dr. Carlisle," he replied, "Welcome back."
" Have you been able to find out anything yet?" asked Carlisle.
"I have been able to power up the drive," replied Heskim, "but it is not in very good condition and some of the data on it is probably no longer available. As you can see, I didn't have the proper connectors for it and have had to rig some temporary connections."
H eskim had suspended the drive above the workbench by laying it across an inverted coffee mug. Five different wires, two of them connected to the drive with alligator clips, hooked it up to what looked like a power
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