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Fic: Meeting of Minds. (AMoS, FYS.)
Jul. 25th, 2013 08:31 amBecause I'm a horrible person, and I only just realized how much the For Your Safety universe owes to the idea of the universe of A Miracle of Science going Horribly Right.
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"Dr. Haas?" Virgil looked up at Benjamin and Caprice approached across the lawn of the hospital, the former Vorstellen Police officer looking grim as always, and even the Martian woman looking unusually grave.
"Benjamin, Caprice," he greeting, pushing his glasses back up on his face. "Whatever is the matter?"
"We have a serious problem," Benjamin said without preamble. "Ninety minutes ago your old island on Venus went dark."
"We lost all contact with it, shortly after Chaucer sent out an emergency signal," Caprice added. "And I do mean everything. Even the Martian units we stationed there to look after the place aren't talking."
"Mars is cut off?" Virgil said in alarm. The idea of the massive Martian group intelligence being thwarted at anything was a frightening idea, even if it wasn't a completely impossible one.
"Is there anything there you didn't' tell us about after you surrendered? Anything like what you used to cut Caprice off from Mars?" Benjamin demanded.
"No, nothing. I swear to you." Virgil thought for a moment, trying to bring his thoughts up to speed. It was so hard sometimes with the drugs. "Wait, you said Chaucer sent an emergency signal? He isn't hurt is he?"
"We don't know," Caprice answered. "We did see this though, before Mars was cut off." She opened her palm, using her Martian vector shield technology to bring up a holographic image. In the central courtyard of Virgil's old mansion a flare of light appeared, resolving itself into a gleaming metallic sphere that hovered a moment before dropping heavily to the ground. A few seconds later a seam along the globe's equator cracked open, and being began to climb out. They were odd looking. Not human definitely, but not precisely alien. Instead they looked a bit like cartoon characters, anthropomophic humanoids covered with fur, looking like cats and foxes and bears. Then the image suddenly went dark.
"No machines can approach within five kilometers without losing power," Benjamin said. "We need you help, Dr. Haas. We need to find out what they're doing there."
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"Dr. Haas?" Virgil looked up at Benjamin and Caprice approached across the lawn of the hospital, the former Vorstellen Police officer looking grim as always, and even the Martian woman looking unusually grave.
"Benjamin, Caprice," he greeting, pushing his glasses back up on his face. "Whatever is the matter?"
"We have a serious problem," Benjamin said without preamble. "Ninety minutes ago your old island on Venus went dark."
"We lost all contact with it, shortly after Chaucer sent out an emergency signal," Caprice added. "And I do mean everything. Even the Martian units we stationed there to look after the place aren't talking."
"Mars is cut off?" Virgil said in alarm. The idea of the massive Martian group intelligence being thwarted at anything was a frightening idea, even if it wasn't a completely impossible one.
"Is there anything there you didn't' tell us about after you surrendered? Anything like what you used to cut Caprice off from Mars?" Benjamin demanded.
"No, nothing. I swear to you." Virgil thought for a moment, trying to bring his thoughts up to speed. It was so hard sometimes with the drugs. "Wait, you said Chaucer sent an emergency signal? He isn't hurt is he?"
"We don't know," Caprice answered. "We did see this though, before Mars was cut off." She opened her palm, using her Martian vector shield technology to bring up a holographic image. In the central courtyard of Virgil's old mansion a flare of light appeared, resolving itself into a gleaming metallic sphere that hovered a moment before dropping heavily to the ground. A few seconds later a seam along the globe's equator cracked open, and being began to climb out. They were odd looking. Not human definitely, but not precisely alien. Instead they looked a bit like cartoon characters, anthropomophic humanoids covered with fur, looking like cats and foxes and bears. Then the image suddenly went dark.
"No machines can approach within five kilometers without losing power," Benjamin said. "We need you help, Dr. Haas. We need to find out what they're doing there."
