Five opened here eyes and looked at the base spread out across the grays and browns of the asteroidal body it had been planted in. She didn’t know which base it was, she was fairly certain that it was one she hadn’t seen before.
“We are shedding the kids Commander.” Mother said in Five’s head. A glance showed the twenty roughly similar pieces of rubble that had trailed behind the slightly ovoid blob that was Watcher Sixty five thousand, five hundred and sixty-five were diverging and forming up to make their way into the repair and update bay.
Five looked back at the base. she was looking into the side, though at first glance it was like a city of tall skyscrapers seen from directly above, all sharp edges and spires poking out of the asteroidal body. The gravity generator spikes speared ‘down’ from the asteroid. Mother and Five continued towards the ‘sky scrapers.’ as Five wondered where the word skyscraper had come from, it tasted familiar, but it elicited no definition tag from the tac glossary.
Mother’s target was now very obviously the ‘bottom’ of the structure, dark blocks with massive lattice structures between above and around them. That was the BlankBank, like every BlankBank in every other base. There Five would find her sisters and be able to exercise, eat maybe, think, even sleep, “Perchance to Dream?” a voice not her own or Mother’s seemed to whisper.
“Uh did you, hear something?”
They were both silent during final approach. From what Five could see there were at least ten other Watchers docked. That seemed a lot and if each of the Banks had the same number that would be a Hundred at this base alone, and several thousand more out on their long looping patrol orbits. Seven minutes later Mother entered a bay and docking arms reached out to snag the camouflaged fighter. Continue reading