Transient001
Quantum Scribe
EarthTR128.1295
Casimir, India
October 29th, 1874
The small hunting party decided to stop for the day, although it was not past the afternoon the Indian Sun was blazing down like an unbrandished steal pot. The several men escorting Sir Daniel Huxley were all scattered below a large tree. They were all trying to get their breath and cool off a little before the old Englishman decided to do something else.
Sir Huxley, not a year older than forty, was a robust hardheaded gentleman who was as obstinate as the small mule carrying their hunting equipment and provisions. Nonetheless, he'd also been affected by the scarring Sun and was resting underneath the scarce shade of another tree.
"Should we call it a day, Monroe?", asked Huxley to the one man in the group who did not seem affected by the heat.
"We should not my friend. What we are really looking for should not be far away." As he said this he looked inside a small belt pouch of his and took out one of the most unussual pair of spectacles Daniel had seen.
"What are those, glasses?" asked the Englishman as he gulped in a cup of water from his canteen.
Monroe looked at the device on his hand and smiled, "These are better than that fancy telescope of yours."
He put them on and immediately he began to scan the area with all the benefits of well balanced GPS system integrated with a quantum signature identifier.
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Belonna 3 TR748.2658
On board the Union Starship Affirmation
January 2nd, 15,786BC
Everything was as always, the confortable warmth of the Stream was levelling away, leaving behind as she settled into that temporal frame, the myriad of temporal filaments that made up that particular reality. Then Rebecca felt as his oneness with the Stream began to differentiate and she became a point, then she pushed forward finding her second dimension, then her third, her fourth and her fifth. As the brilliant light of the Stream went away as swiftly as the ocean waves retreat from the sea shore she found herself adjusted to that reality's consciousness and immediately felt the prescence of four men around her, one of them shouted, "Seize her!"
Then a hit to her neck, then darkness.
A millisecond before loosing consciousness she thought, "I should have timeshifted with Monroe to India"
Until later becomes now.
Casimir, India
October 29th, 1874
The small hunting party decided to stop for the day, although it was not past the afternoon the Indian Sun was blazing down like an unbrandished steal pot. The several men escorting Sir Daniel Huxley were all scattered below a large tree. They were all trying to get their breath and cool off a little before the old Englishman decided to do something else.
Sir Huxley, not a year older than forty, was a robust hardheaded gentleman who was as obstinate as the small mule carrying their hunting equipment and provisions. Nonetheless, he'd also been affected by the scarring Sun and was resting underneath the scarce shade of another tree.
"Should we call it a day, Monroe?", asked Huxley to the one man in the group who did not seem affected by the heat.
"We should not my friend. What we are really looking for should not be far away." As he said this he looked inside a small belt pouch of his and took out one of the most unussual pair of spectacles Daniel had seen.
"What are those, glasses?" asked the Englishman as he gulped in a cup of water from his canteen.
Monroe looked at the device on his hand and smiled, "These are better than that fancy telescope of yours."
He put them on and immediately he began to scan the area with all the benefits of well balanced GPS system integrated with a quantum signature identifier.
***************************************************
Belonna 3 TR748.2658
On board the Union Starship Affirmation
January 2nd, 15,786BC
Everything was as always, the confortable warmth of the Stream was levelling away, leaving behind as she settled into that temporal frame, the myriad of temporal filaments that made up that particular reality. Then Rebecca felt as his oneness with the Stream began to differentiate and she became a point, then she pushed forward finding her second dimension, then her third, her fourth and her fifth. As the brilliant light of the Stream went away as swiftly as the ocean waves retreat from the sea shore she found herself adjusted to that reality's consciousness and immediately felt the prescence of four men around her, one of them shouted, "Seize her!"
Then a hit to her neck, then darkness.
A millisecond before loosing consciousness she thought, "I should have timeshifted with Monroe to India"
Until later becomes now.