“And that sums up the fifty-seven basic control mechanisms for the Prometheus Core,” said the Admiral. “Over the course of the next six cycles, we will go over the advanced control mechanisms.”
Admiral Chase had lectured them on the core they were going to be testing. The display behind her was filled with technical documentation, blueprints, and data readouts regarding the core itself.
Eva was almost in tears. Tiamat’s Transcendence was in full blast by this point.
She thought they were going to go look at the cores, play with them, fly them, that sort of thing. Her heart shuddered and her mind blanked the moment the Admiral’s lecture started.
After spending hours on the contract, and hours again on this technical information, Eva felt as though her brain was going
There were a number of technologies that I lined up for this arc, but ultimately decided on the Prometheus Core. It just sounds cool, being able to merge your mind with a computer.
After that first test, the pilots were completely exhausted. At least, mentally. The act of merging their thoughts with their cores was incredibly taxing. And it only took them an hour to get into that state. The Admiral was certain that it would take time and practice to reduce the effects. She too had gone through it, after all. “It’s like any other muscle in your body,” she told them. “And you’ve strained to the max for the first time ever. Your brains are gonna be a bit sore.” They found that to be a bit of an understatement. Once they all disconnected, they all felt as though they were experiencing the weirdest hangover of their lives. They stumbled as they got out of their cores, their inner balance having been disrupted to some degree.
Mack sat in front of his PC and stared at the monitor before him. Its cold blue glow etched hard lines on his face. It was late at night, and his eyes were bloodshot. His pupils looked flat and dead, even more so after he took a swig of his now-warm beer. On the monitor was raw footage that Eva and Miko had sent him. Just the two streams instead of the normal five. There really wasn’t much that he could work with, and that gnawed at him. On top of that, neither of the girls had given him much direction as to where to go with any of it. Previously, they knew what they were going to get into. It usually involved a great deal of violence and excitement. But even after a few days had passed by, all they had given him was rather mundane. It was usually them tr
Eva sat in her core with her eyes closed as she flew across the surface of a pristine forested planet. She was deep into a Promethean Merge, and perceived the world through her fighter’s sensor suite. Trees whizzed by on her flanks as she flew at top speed above a brisk river. Readouts of the terrain spilled into her visual cortex as the ship continually scanned its surroundings. She had become used to the amount of information her mind received while merged, and was able to filter it out on the fly. Though it was still incredibly taxing to her. Even though she was just doing some basic flight on an uninhabited planet, she was still overwhelmed with the data she received. After some time, the rushing river turned to roiling rapids. And at 200 m/s, it didn’t take long
The four pilots split up the moment they arrived on Helios. It wasn’t as though they didn’t enjoy each other’s company (well, for the most part anyway). Simply, they had spent a couple hundred hours with each other, in that lab. They were sick of the project, of brother and sister Chase, and of each other as well. They seriously needed a break from all of it. So they bid a temporary farewell to each other, then headed on their separate ways. Redstar went off to find her racer and jock buddies while Merlin spent some time with his crew. Miko decided to visit a hackerspace and get her coding game on. Eva decided that she needed to sweat a whole lot. Though she had worked her mind to death the past two weeks, her body had languished to some degree. Being the kind
Pelli was deep in thought about Eva, her form, her determination. He had admired her tenacity and love of the hunt. But even more so, he loved that she wasn’t aggressive for the sake of it. In fact, she had retained much of her femininity in spite of it. Like any bird of prey. His heart thumped heavily with that thought. “Hey!” Eva yelled. “Get your head outta the clouds!” She came in with a strong left kick aimed at his ribs, which he was just able to block. But it still pushed him back, and knocked the wind out of him. His arm stung from the force of impact. He stepped back, shook off the pain in his arm, and lunged forward to attack. She may have had a finely-
Eva and Pelli were all over each other as they passed through the doorway to her hab. The heat that drew them together was powerful, and they explored each other with their hands, eyes, mouths. The passion they had for each other was too strong for them to care about anything else, and so the lights remained low. They fumbled a little as they pulled off their shoes, unwilling to part their lips. Pelli pushed Eva up on a wall and kissed her passionately as his hands slid down to her waist. Her skin was smooth, and a little damp from their workout. Better still, she was hot to the touch, as though she radiated heat from deep within. His hands traced the small of her back until his fingertips touched the top of her athletic pants. Then they slipped in under
Merlin took a long drag of the NicStic in his fingers. The stick’s far end lit up with a cool blue light for a few seconds before he parted ways with it, and exhaled a large vapor cloud into the air. It smelled a little sweet, and a little earthy. He, along with a shadowy man, stood just inside of a dirty alleyway next to an old bar, somewhere in one of the seedier districts in Helios. “What’cha got for us?” asked the shadow. When Merlin spoke, his previous stoic and simple accent was gone. Instead, he spoke with much more informality and with a very slight American drawl. “I found some great tech y’all might be really interested in,” he said. “Way better than those AniMox pods you’re all so attached to.”
Miko entered the building, eyes and mind wide open. She polished off her takoyaki as she stepped onto the spiral ramp headed downwards. As she descended, she saw the wide open hackerspace before her. It was roughly 40 meters high, and had a handful of mecha stations in each of its four corners. And in each of those stations was a fairly basic mecha. Most of them had civilian-type mecha in them. Two were industrial heavy lifters, another an outdated construction model, and the last was a disarmed and muzzled military combatant. They were in various states of repair, and they all had parts that had been taken down and opened up. One of their legs had been completely disassembled, its various parts splayed out on a large stretch of open area. Miko found it all to