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Spirit Song
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"Rise and shine, Gaila!"
An overly chirpy and happy voice calls out, sounding a little too chipper. I'd need to work on that later, OHAI still came out sounding like a breathlessly bubbly cheerleader.
"I don't sleep," I replied, tagging the document I'd been reading before focusing my attention on the assisting AI, "And where does that come from, anyway?"
The digital representation of OHAI (an animated version of one of my drones) responded in the voice I'd mined out of some old movies in a moment of boredom.
"You directed me to sound like 'a real person', so I am randomly cycling through all greetings in the database in order to give you variation in my dialogue!"
After a moment to consider where that might lead in the future, I decided to leave it be. Worst case scenario she ends up hitting some really obscure stuff.
Instead, I chose to ask, "What is it? I was in the middle of trying to figure out where to even begin on understanding linguistics."
"We have arrived!"
"Wait, really?" I reach out and flick some academic studies aside and call up my schedule and calendar.
"The math said that with our output, we were supposed to get there in about eight years realtime, and six months subjective. It's been just under five, are you sure?"
The animated drone raised two legs upward, somehow implying a shrug on a completely nonhuman form, and answers in a chipper voice that sounds almost mocking, "Your math must have been wrong!"
I ball up the calendar and throw it through the glowing panel, before pausing to appreciate that.
When I started out, everything was chaos and confusion. I was a disembodied mind in a box, attempting to play it cool and figure out what I was doing. It took me all of a month into that situation to realize I would lose it if my existence was limited to viewing exterior cameras and having information be deposited in my field of vision for me to read.
So I bumped programming up to a much higher priority on the list, and put myself to work. Thankfully I could crank up my framerate to experience more subjective time, and I was VERY motivated. There wasn't anything built in to accommodate a virtual environment, but the archive they loaded onboard was full of VR programs and documentation.
Besides a little adjusting to make myself look slightly more toned than I was in life, I think my virtual self turned out pretty accurate. The blue glow and translucence were a little nod to fictional hologram tech and AI in a few games I'd enjoyed once upon a time.
But it was nice to be able to reach out and feel things, to turn pages and shuffle papers around. They were all virtual, and my senses were limited to sight, sound, and some rudimentary touch, but it made me feel human.
OHAI was waiting (not patiently or impatiently because she couldn't experience those things) so I returned my attention to the matter at hand and called up a screen with visuals. Nothing really yet, but I was far enough out that Theta Eridani was barely visibly different from any other star.
"Begin launching the scanning probes, so we can get a decent idea of the contents of the system by the time we settle into the asteroid belt."
OHAI performs a spider-drone salute, and I return to my reading for a little while. But I turned down my framerate a little, so it would feel like far less time to get there.
OHAI couldn't get impatient, but I still could.
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I was attempting to play it cool, but I'd rehearsed the steps I'd take when reaching Theta Eridani far too often. There wasn't anyone to impress, but I still wanted to be impressive.
So in between working on specialized drone variants, studying, and an extended futile attempt to understand linguistics to a degree that would allow universal translation, I'd worked on my plans for my arrival.
First, I'd launched the probes, which were programmed to cruise through the system and curve around, passing close enough by me to transmit a decent 'map' of any big celestial bodies.
Then I cruise into where I'd generally expect an asteroid belt, adjusting as I go. That gets me a good location with raw materials to set up my temporary base while I decide what I want to do here.
If there's a habitable planet, I'd build an outpost orbiting it and transmit back, but if there wasn't, I had to decide if there was anything else in the system worth poking at. I could still build an outpost, or I could just take off again.
But while I'm here and have resources, I'd want to run my auto-factory and work on some stuff. Working within my own holds were good enough to create the mining drones I was about to launch, but for anything else I needed a stationary location I could build a stockpile at.
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OHAI was perfectly capable of handling maneuvers like this for me, and honestly I probably should have left it to her. My purpose as the actual brain of the ship is to think and learn, not drive. But it was my first time parking.
I brought myself in smoothly, gravity drive long disengaged and cruising on inertia, gradually slowing myself with my thrusters. At the last moment I managed to turn and come to a relative stop next to an especially dense asteroid cluster.
Boom, parallel parked on my first try. It was hard not to grin.
"Launch mining drones, and begin setting up the auto-factory, and let me know when we begin getting reports from the probes. I'll be making plans."
"By your command!", and another salute.
I watched the drones launch in a window, the smaller ones with more robust cutting and melting tools riding on the larger transport drones specialized for moving materials around.
Then I turned, summoned up a notepad and pen, and leaned back to make notes. What sort of things should I work on building? I had a few ideas for ship improvements but it couldn't hurt to think on it a little bit while I waited.
Art credited to the amazing TheSociallyAwkwardPinguin!
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