ARC OF THE IMMORTALS/ Book 1 — Part 2
Pursuit: 39/ Admission in Writing And…
Recap: Young Touzdae longs to save her mafa. Elder observer Touzdae blends consciousness with the younger and holds her in channeled unconditional love.
Recap continued: Von Deign’s soldiers attempt to kill the pair of young Touzdae and Hannah. Force fields created by Hanna short out when fired upon and kill young Touzdae’s mafa in half-life. Hannah bi-locates herself and young Touzdae to the spaceship under the sand dune.
Observer Touzdae goes to Touzdae after the Levelz disaster. While asleep, two Entu monks take Jac’s dead body to the Well of Souls, a staff member tells young Touzdae.
Jac felt Touzdae’s return while he was aboard the Needlecraft. He decided to take a brief jump to the Well of Souls. Time-space 100 years in the future, so as not to interfere with the timeline from whence they came.
The ship performed without error. He jumped in using the folding space drive (FSD) to the outer edge of the Well. He jumped near the paradox rings of the Well and out immediately. A few minutes later back to the orbit around the 5th planet in the Antarian Beta system.
Touzdae emerged from the tunnel at the core of the engine.
“What the hell were you doing?” She was furious.
“Testing the jump drive,” Jac said innocently.
“You nearly killed me. If I hadn’t been in the med cryo chamber I would have been dead!”
“Sorry,” he said.
She brushed passed him. “I’m going below,” she said and found the hatch that led to the stores of the Fish.
“There is no below. This is the Needlecraft, not the Fish.”
She opened the hatch and slammed it shut.
“Are we in the docking bay?”
“Uh-huh. Yeah.”
“The enclosed docking bay of Phorae’s station?”
“That’s right.”
She opened the canopy and climbed out.
There was a note on the outside of the door where she stayed when she jumped to wherever. It read:
DON’T
He wrote a note:
“I apologize. Please let me know if you accept it or not. It won’t happen again. Love, Jac.” He slipped it under the door.
He had more testing to do. The timing to leave for Fish was getting smaller. He wanted to let Touzdae know what he had planned, and what she thought of the plan.
I made a mistake. Am I not allowed to make mistakes? What happened to her out there? Clearly, she is upset by events out there. She’s in pain. I wish I could help, he thought.
“Enough,” he said to himself. There’s more testing needed. “It’s clear, she can take all the time she needs. We can go, or I can go if she doesn’t want to at any time. we can pick the time we go. There’s all the time in the multiverse.”
Back to work, he thought.
“Geordae, do you know where Jac is?” Touzdae asked.
“He went out to test the tubular fast light drive. He said he would be back in about 8 hours, that was 4 hours ago,” Phorae said. (It was the fast — close to light speed/faster than light speed drive that everyone in three galaxies used.
“Thanks,” she was carrying the e-pad that Jac had left for her. Phorae was relieved that she had it. He hadn’t wanted to tell her about it, as Jac had asked him. Best to stay out of these kinds of disagreements, he thought.
“He also said that he would inform Control if delayed.”
Jac had trouble balancing the fast light drive after a four-hour top-speed run. It made him laugh. “Because it reminds me of the Fish’s asynchronous weave that I was occasionally adjusting. Maybe I play, played some part in that. Humph.”
Touzdae read Jac’s laborious and convoluted apology. She laughed at it and she cried some too. “He’s no writer,” she said amused. She sat with his verbose apology. The emotion of his deep love and occasional ineptitude came through. It made her smile.
And there was more. It was an outline of a plan to board the Fish and take it back from Bendel, Harry, and the Genetics League. She didn’t like the plan although it was a sound plan. “I don’t like that my part is hovering near the rings of paradox in the Well. That needs some fixing.”
“My chef is making a vegetable stew, and Control said Jac could be up to two hours late. Join me for dinner?” Phorae asked. She nodded “Yes”.
Later Jac wandered back to their suite, dirty and exhausted. He showered and fell into bed, not realizing that Touzdae was there. In the morning they talked. He heard about her ordeal and she felt partially responsible for her mafa’s death.
“That’s a hell of a lot to endure. How do you feel now?”
“Raw.”
“Hmm.”
“What?”
“This might not mean anything.”
“What? What!?”
“Your mafa said something around her 570,000 Birth-Anniversary Remembrance. It was around the time you and I were getting serious.”
“What?”
“That she was planning to disappear. She was going to take refuge with the Emmons Sisterhood on the sacred moon.”
“Spirits, what a memory you have!”
“Is that a good thing?” Jac asked.
“Yes. But how could she be in two places at once?”
“I don’t know, but it’s worth checking out, right?”
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