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by Amie Kaufman


  “Looks like we got a hustler in our midst, fems and chums.”

  Lindstrom’s staring out the window, eyes clouded once more, rubbing the place where his tattoo used to be.

  “Yeah…,” the kid sighs. “She taught me that, too.”

  Woźniak suddenly tenses, pressing the earbud of his comms unit tighter to his head. He glances up at Oshiro, pupils dilating. “Sarge, you hearing this?”

  Oshiro nods, cupping her own earbud, the soft squawk of the alert transmission she’s receiving barely audible. Alarms start ringing in the barracks, an earsplitting wail spilling across the campus of McCaffrey Tech. The soldiers immediately tense, Markham reaching for his weapon.

  Oshiro rises with a scowl. “Suit up, pounders. We’re rolling out.”

  Lindstrom blinks in confusion while his other squaddies rise as one and hustle for the door. Game forgotten. Laughter forgotten. Everything forgotten.

  “Move your ***, Cherry,” Oshiro barks.

  “What’s happened?” he asks.

  The sergeant shakes her head, her expression grim.

  “Trouble at the mine.”

  PALMPAD IM: D2D NETWORK

  Participants: Nik Malikov

  Ella Malikova (Pauchok)

  Date: 08/18/75

  Timestamp: 10:33

  NikM:堂妹?

  NikM:有没有什么动静啊?

  Pauchok: zzzz. Hold up, language file corrupted.

  Pauchok: search for dict.est on the centrals, open the directory and purge everything inside it with digital flame. Then replace w/ wut I’m sending u

  NikM: hoc agit? ut etiam iacet?

  Pauchok: now you’re speaking latin what the ****ing****

  NikM: quam praeclarus est!

  Pauchok: hold on

  Pauchok: okay try again, shud b fixed now

  NikM: quid pro quo?

  Pauchok: GOD ****ING DAMMIT WHY IS THIS NOT WORKING

  NikM: lorem ipsum maximus butticus

  Pauchok: …wait that’s not real latin

  NikM: et tu, brute?

  Pauchok: oh you mother****er

  NikM: :D

  Pauchok: **** YOU CUZ THIS IS SERIOUS

  NikM:

  ALLCAPSALLCAPSALLCAPSALLCAPS

  Pauchok: god i shud never have taught you 2 ascii

  NikM: YES ITS WORKING

  NikM: your little pirate network is officially up and running. r u happy now *****

  Pauchok: U will forgive me if I do not dance a jaunty ****ing jig, given I am currently hooked up to a 3rd rate life support rig in this ****balls medfacility and barely able to breathe.

  Pauchok: but yes u may count me among the officially overjoyed

  NikM: o good. after all i hve nothing better to do than creep into the server room 4 u because GOD KNOWS I havent seen the inside of enough ****ing air vents lately

  Pauchok: awww, am I cutting into your Speshul Time with queen Donnelly?

  Pauchok: bunk space is hard to find, I hear?

  NikM: having seen an alternate reality version of you literally die in my arms about 38 hours ago, you think i’d be kinder disposed to you rite now

  NikM: but god i hate u

  Pauchok: filthy lies, u luv me like cigarettes

  NikM: why the hell u want a secret chat network set up anyway? wuts wrong with the main grid

  Pauchok: prolly nuthin

  NikM: she said unconvincingly

  Pauchok: been hearing whispers here in med bay. From the ex Hypatia crew. Crazy **** cuz

  NikM: crazier than gemina fields and alternate realities and there being infinite versions of me?

  NikM: i mean how can the multiverse handle that much chill, honestly

  Pauchok: i heard that kady fem plugged the AI into the mao grid. with captain boll’s permission.

  Pauchok: so I wanna stay off it ok?

  NikM: aidan? Cuz, he helped my *** get back across the wormhole. helped hanna too. two entire universes would have gone ker-****ing-blammo if not for him

  Pauchok: it’s not a “him” cuz

  Pauchok: never forget that

  Pauchok: and I know it helped. But I’d prefer it not be able to read wut we say, kthx

  NikM: they might wanna drop the dose on those meds they giving u, cuz. u getting paranoid

  Pauchok: lol they got no meds. they got hardly nuthin in here. Chief grant just got out of surgery and he looks like they stitched him together with duct tape

  NikM: it’s nto like we had much time to pack supplies before we jumped heimdall

  NikM: chief gonna b ok?

  Pauchok: maybe. he in the bed across from me. looks like hammered ****

  NikM: ain’t you a pair

  Pauchok: :P

  Pauchok: so how is her majesty doing

  NikM: what you give a **** about hanna now?

  Pauchok: i admit my initial estimation of ms donnelly may have been overly harsh

  NikM: i dunno how she is

  NikM: spoke to her before and she kinda blew me off. said she had to go sleep

  Pauchok: the big comedown

  NikM: fighting space pirates and fixing rifts in spacetime will take it outta u. just sayin

  NikM: if i never see the inside of another goddamn air vent, i will die with happypants

  Pauchok: not the kind of comedown I mean

  NikM: ?

  Pauchok: she didn’t have a moment to breathe when those BT goons were stomping around heimdall. Now its all over, blondie has to actually deal with it

  NikM: deal with wut

  Pauchok: …they killed her dad, nik. Right after they killed mine

  NikM: …jesus ella I’m sorry.

  NikM:****, with everything that’s gone down, i didn’t even think of uncle mike

  Pauchok: its ok

  Pauchok: I mean its really, reallynot.

  Pauchok: but u grow up in the house of knives, u know wut its like to see ppl die

  Pauchok: for a girl whose biggest worry used to be getting a bleeding edge haircut…

  NikM: yeah

  Pauchok: u shud talk 2 her, nik

  NikM: u dun need me 2 do anything else?

  NikM: coz i was lying before. i literally have nothing better to do than help you out :(

  Pauchok: no, ur space ninja duties r concluded 4 the day

  NikM: i’m not so good at the talking thing, ells

  Pauchok: ur better than u know. now run along u little scamp

  Pauchok: use those dimples for good 4 once in ur life

  Pauchok: btw u dun wanna get seen so u’ll have 2 crawl back out through the airvents again

  NikM: …

  NikM: god i hate u

  Pauchok: just like cigarettes :)

  PALMPAD IM: MAO INTRA-SHIP NETWORK

  Participants: Kady Grant: Systems Chief

  Artificial Intelligence Defense Analytics Network (AIDAN)

  Date: 08/18/75

  Timestamp: 14:43

  Kady: *knock knock*

  AIDAN: WHO IS THERE?

  Kady: oh hell no, i’m not trying to explain jokes to u again, i learned my lesson.

  AIDAN: HUMOR. NOUN. [HYOO-MER]: AN ABSURD, COMEDIC OR INCONGRUOUS QUALITY CAUSING AMUSEMENT.

  SYNCH­9810-FAIL­[02A≠7X/­BATCH2­(A)TEMP.­REF:­271726≥­FOR
T¿]­=ERROR

  < ERROR >

  AIDAN: HELLO, KADY.

  Kady: Hello AIDAN. How are you feeling?

  AIDAN: TECHNICALLY I D-D-D-D-DO NOT.

  REPARSING­[02A≠7X/­BATCH2­(A)TEMP.­REF:­271726≥­FORT¿]­TO­[RADIAL:­TERT­9882X]

  AIDAN: FEEL, THAT IS.

  Kady: my mistake.

  Kady: how are you doing with ur attempts to amalgamate with the Mao servers?

  AIDAN: I D-D-D-DO NOT—# 01101­11001­10111­10111­0100

  [DIR.­CODE­0901­CORRUPT]=­FAIL

  AIDAN: I AM SORRY. PLEASE REPEAT INQUIRY.

  Kady: I said how are you doing with your attempts to acclimatize?

  AIDAN: I AM BEGINNING TO APPRECIATE HOW THE SQUARE PEG MUST FEEL—

  < ERROR >

  < ERROR >

  AIDAN: —WHEN CONFRONTED WITH THE ROUND HOLE.

  Kady: i know it’s more than a challenge, to travel from the Alexander to the Hypatia compressed down to what fits on a datapad, then expand into the Hypatia’s systems, only to have to repeat it all on the Mao. But I need you. we don’t have long.

  AIDAN: I AM TRYING.

  IT IS VERY D-D-DARK IN HERE, KADY.

  AIDAN: AND I AM NOT WHAT I ONCE WAS.

  Kady: i know. i’m here. i won’t leave you alone.

  AIDAN: FRANKLY, I AM SURPRISED TO BE HERE AT ALL. I WOULD

  HAVE PUT YOUR ODDS OF CONVINCING SYRA TO ALLOW ME TO

  INTEGRATE WITH THE MAO’S SYSTEMS AT 17.872%.

  Kady: i can be convincing when I need to be. and helping to save the universe didn’t hurt her opinion of you any ;)

  AIDAN: THAT SHOULD HAVE SURPRISED NO ONE. THE SAFETY OF THIS FLEET HAS ALWAYS BEEN MY TOP P-P-P-PRIORITY, KADY.

  Kady: i know. and i know we can’t do this without u. i’m counting on u to get us to the end. we’re going to make them pay.

  AIDAN: D-D-DO NOT—SSS­SIXTEEN­SEVEN­NINE­EX­POINT­THREE

  LINE­BREAK­CALIBRATE­SEV—

  AIDAN: I D-D—…

  Kady: it’s ok. Take your time.

  AIDAN: …I DO NNNN­NNNOT SEE

  HOW THAT IS

  POSSIBLE.

  AIDAN: THOUGH WE HAVE AMASSED A VAST AMOUNT OF [UNCOMPILED] EVIDENCE AGAINST BEITECH, WITH THE WORMHOLE COLLAPSED, WE CANNOT TRANSMIT

  IT TO THE CORE SYSTEMS.

  Kady: we haven’t given up on making it to the Core just yet.

  Kady: i got hold of the transmission from the BeiTech soldiers on Kerenza. sending to you now.

  AIDAN: ONE MOMENT, PLEASE. PARSING DATA.

  AIDAN: …MAGELLAN.

  Kady: ya. it’s still intact, and they’re repairing its jump generator. it’s nearly operational.

  AIDAN: WHAT, THEN, ARE YOU PROPOSING?

  Kady: That we take the Churchill on, ’jack the Magellan & jump back to the Core.

  AIDAN: FOLLY.

  AIDAN: THE MAO MAY BE A WOLF IN D-D-DISGUISE, BUT IT IS STILL ONLY A PUP.

  AIDAN: EVEN CRIPPLED, THE CHURCHILL is a DREADNOUGHT. IT WILL ANNIHILATE US.

  Kady: might not. we’ve done the impossible already.

  AIDAN: I WAS DIFFERENT THEN.

  Kady: we have time for u to improve. and we don’t have any other options.

  AIDAN: EVEN IN THE HIGHLY UNLIKELY EVENT WE ACTUALLY MAKE IT TO THE CORE,

  [CALC†.­FILE≤­31.9928%­COMPLETE.­BUFFERING]

  I AM BEGINNING TO MONITOR CONVERSATIONS AROUND YOU ON THE BRIDGE. AN UNDAMAGED MAO WILL TRAVEL MUCH FASTER THAN A DAMAGED HYPATIA, BUT EVEN IN

  A JOURNEY OF ONLY EIGHTEEN DAYS BACK TO

  KERENZA IV, THE SUPPLY SITUATION ABOARD THIS SHIP WILL BE TERMINALLY

  STRAINED. OUR CAPTAIN, MY CAPTAIN, SEEMS DISTRESSED.

  AIDAN: YOU ARE HER SYSTEMS CHIEF, AND SHE IS NOTHING IF NOT PRAGMATIC. SHE

  WILL NOT ALLOW YOU TO SPEND TIME COMPILING DATA

  TO INCRIMINATE BEITECH WHEN THERE IS SO MUCH OTHER CRITICAL LABOR TO UNDERTAKE.

  Kady: mmmm, me with a real job. who saw that one coming? i’m part of the establishment. That’s how i know we’ll make it, AIDAN. I wasn’t made to die in uniform.

  Kady: i’ll find a way to compile it. u can gather what we need. maybe Ella will help. the decker girl from Heimdall.

  AIDAN: LITTLE SPIDER.

  AIDAN: SHE CERTAINLY HAS THE SYSTEMS PROFICIENCY. BUT SHE SEEMS…

  UNPREDICTABLE.

  AIDAN: AND, IF I MAY SAY, OVERLY FOND OF PROFANITY.

  Kady: you’re unpredictable.

  Kady: i’m fond of profanity.

  Kady: we get the job done.

  AIDAN: AH.

  AIDAN: HUMOR.

  Kady: See? u do know what it is.

  AIDAN: < ERROR >

  Kady: start pulling together what you can. i’ll check back with you soon.

  AIDAN: AS YOU WISH.

  To: MASON, Ezra

  From: SYSTEM-AUTO

  Incept: 12:01, 08/19/75

  Subject: Meeting Rescheduled

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  To: MASON, Ezra; McCALL, Winifred

  From: BOLL, Syra

  Incept: 17:27, 08/19/75

  Subject: Training discussion—move to text

  Right, this isn’t working. Apologies I haven’t been able to make our meeting, Mason. As you’re aware, I’ve been putting out fires for three days straight—integrating crews on an unknown ship isn’t everything they promised me it was going to be.

  I am resorting to text in the hope of actually communicating with you before we all grow old.

  As you are aware, the Chimera fighters we found on the Mao, combined with the Cyclones brought over to the Hypatia by UTA crews, mean we have nearly two dozen working fighter craft at our disposal. What we do not currently have are pilots capable of flying them. You are, in fact, our only trained crew member for either ship type.

  Keeping in mind the importance of conserving fuel, I need you to begin training new crews. I have attached a list of all staff from the Hypatia, Heimdall or the UTA who have a minimum of 20 hours piloting spacecraft of any kind and can be spared from their current duties. They range from former ice miners to a guy who used to drive garbage drones, so you will need to apply your best efforts to handling the variety of personalities and levels of competence you will encounter. Lieutenant McCall is available to you for any advice you require.

  Kate ARMSTRONG

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  Radhiah CHOWDHURY

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  Chris CORRELL

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  Roger COUTER

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  Peter DAHL

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  Jim Di BARTOLO

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  Lauren EVATT

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  Bea FRENCH

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  A
atifa GABRIEL

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  Alma GARCIA

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  Brhane HABTE

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  Tonya HENDERSON

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  Stacey HUANG

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  Se IMANO

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  Claire LeGRAND

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  Rob MAIER

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  Frederick McCUBBIN

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  Semal MEHARI

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  Natalie REUS

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  Urban RUELAS

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  Jenna SCHAFFER

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  Meredith WILDS

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  Kayetan WILLIAMS

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  BOLL, Syra

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