Broken hunger
"We are about to reach the destination. I will let the automatic pilot keeping going." Ariana seems tired after several hours of piloting and creating a start chart with barely not tools of computational aid.
"You finally take time to observe the enormous Empire ship, it is incredible thinking that prevails a simple level 3 transport vessel. There were ships that were five or even six times bigger. Capable of having inside the entire feline and octopus flights and even more.
"I was called to investigate one day or two ago? Damn it feels like it has been weeks"
"We have been an entire week scouting but never as close as we are right now. We are only millions of miles away from The murder barrier that impedes most ships get close to it. "
"You think someone will ever go inside it?" You say dreaming with the perspective of wandering around the intact ruins of another civilization.
"Maybe, The nobles have rest of the population out of the loop. And have their own hyperlink cities"
"Oh, they certainly have."
" Don't tell me you are one of those"
"My speciality is old technology and robotics, I am not one of those that have never calculated hyper travel." You mumble grumpily until you see the sadness in her eyes. "I am sorry, I am just used to being considered less scientific for my damn origin. However, That is not a way of treating you. I can prove that hyperlink nexus still exist and are maintained by someone. So It has to be, where the nobles live. As simple as that, any study that proves that it's automatically declared the secret, so I understand your doubts."
"Well, Today we will know. And If you are right I will invite you to dinner, a fancy one." She says laughing.
"Well, then I will wait for that free fancy dinner everything except the fucking military rations."
"Don't tell me. I think are made by shit and piss"
Both of you laugh with one of the glorious coffees from the ship kitchen.
Both of you just keep up with the banter, as an attempt to forget about the possibility of some final test or an ambush when the ship reaches out the spot.
WELCOME, WELCOME TO THE HELL GATES.
"Wait from where is the signal coming?" Ariana asks a rhetoric question, maybe to you, maybe to the voice, or even to the universe itself.
"It comes from the entire spectrum, It has to come from a Hyperlink. It has to be... It is the only explanation possible for this."
"You know, I believe your word in this matter. And It is not a happy thought."
"I am as blind as you are. But maybe you have one of those crazy theories... And maybe taking account in the situation we are, it's not so crazy after all." You smirk with a tense smile frozen in your face.
"Well, is clear that it doesn't come from the normal communication channel." You further add looking at all the channels.
"This is a hyperlink transmission that can reach in real-time the user whatever they are in the universe." A masculine voice comes omnipotent from everywhere like if were some type of a pagan god
"My name is Steve, and I was the unhappy political husband of Floppy there is something sly and cunning on it. You can sense that you are talking with a politician.
"Floppy? Ah, the person who was accidentally killed by an electronic malfunction." You try to diffuse the issue.
"Then a candidate can kill anyone else in their path to glory?" Ariana inquires incredulously about that, as both of you have been trained and taught all your life than nobles are untouchable by anyone.
"You have killed the major chronic headache Floppy was, therefore, you will have a special hint. One of my offerings today is absolutely false and misleading towards a really bad outcome. The rest are real and have no catches which one is the only false is your work to discover"
"A wicked game, why?" says Ariana more intrigued than angry with her skin in a vibrant emerald skin.
" Why not?" It says the voice as sinisterly as cheerfully. Clearly, playing with people is his main amusement.
"You finally take time to observe the enormous Empire ship, it is incredible thinking that prevails a simple level 3 transport vessel. There were ships that were five or even six times bigger. Capable of having inside the entire feline and octopus flights and even more.
"I was called to investigate one day or two ago? Damn it feels like it has been weeks"
"We have been an entire week scouting but never as close as we are right now. We are only millions of miles away from The murder barrier that impedes most ships get close to it. "
"You think someone will ever go inside it?" You say dreaming with the perspective of wandering around the intact ruins of another civilization.
"Maybe, The nobles have rest of the population out of the loop. And have their own hyperlink cities"
"Oh, they certainly have."
" Don't tell me you are one of those"
"My speciality is old technology and robotics, I am not one of those that have never calculated hyper travel." You mumble grumpily until you see the sadness in her eyes. "I am sorry, I am just used to being considered less scientific for my damn origin. However, That is not a way of treating you. I can prove that hyperlink nexus still exist and are maintained by someone. So It has to be, where the nobles live. As simple as that, any study that proves that it's automatically declared the secret, so I understand your doubts."
"Well, Today we will know. And If you are right I will invite you to dinner, a fancy one." She says laughing.
"Well, then I will wait for that free fancy dinner everything except the fucking military rations."
"Don't tell me. I think are made by shit and piss"
Both of you laugh with one of the glorious coffees from the ship kitchen.
Both of you just keep up with the banter, as an attempt to forget about the possibility of some final test or an ambush when the ship reaches out the spot.
WELCOME, WELCOME TO THE HELL GATES.
"Wait from where is the signal coming?" Ariana asks a rhetoric question, maybe to you, maybe to the voice, or even to the universe itself.
"It comes from the entire spectrum, It has to come from a Hyperlink. It has to be... It is the only explanation possible for this."
"You know, I believe your word in this matter. And It is not a happy thought."
"I am as blind as you are. But maybe you have one of those crazy theories... And maybe taking account in the situation we are, it's not so crazy after all." You smirk with a tense smile frozen in your face.
"Well, is clear that it doesn't come from the normal communication channel." You further add looking at all the channels.
"This is a hyperlink transmission that can reach in real-time the user whatever they are in the universe." A masculine voice comes omnipotent from everywhere like if were some type of a pagan god
"My name is Steve, and I was the unhappy political husband of Floppy there is something sly and cunning on it. You can sense that you are talking with a politician.
"Floppy? Ah, the person who was accidentally killed by an electronic malfunction." You try to diffuse the issue.
"Then a candidate can kill anyone else in their path to glory?" Ariana inquires incredulously about that, as both of you have been trained and taught all your life than nobles are untouchable by anyone.
"You have killed the major chronic headache Floppy was, therefore, you will have a special hint. One of my offerings today is absolutely false and misleading towards a really bad outcome. The rest are real and have no catches which one is the only false is your work to discover"
"A wicked game, why?" says Ariana more intrigued than angry with her skin in a vibrant emerald skin.
" Why not?" It says the voice as sinisterly as cheerfully. Clearly, playing with people is his main amusement.