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Mystery Daisy
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On a scale of 1 to 10 I’m 6 sure that they know my true identity.
>This is an Utzi like us that is no doubt specialized in what they do. Experience and their political-specialty psychogenesis probably left who and what we are an open book to the adept social skills and available evidence they had at hand. They obviously didn't believe our cover story because if they did they would not have assigned us a jailor and a limit of this planet's gravity well as a prison.
I’m now even more sure that they didn’t believe the cover story. 80% sure.
Deep space silicon-based life forms yes. I never found any, but maybe I’ll be able to fabricate them, if I figure out more secrets of life. As thought food I could secretly break down and bionize the pearl ship into a space vessel or craft a smaller ship and assemble it outside Pearl. I think my first clue to silicon-based life could have something to do with the Morbian. Just a hunch. I mean, look it this way, I think he didn’t just destroy the data center, he or she had some sort of “sex” there. It was a quick process of downloading Utzi knowledge to hijack the ferry directly into what he had, only his body. Those ferries are secured pieces of Utzi technology and they didn’t mean it to get captured and studied by any rogue faction. The fluids did not come from the computers.
>Proceeding from that analysis, I'd say it's pretty obvious we have been unofficially and deniably tasked with understanding Pandil biology and anything else particular to this planet or relevant to the Achalonians within our specialty. Open aggression by Achalonians acting as slavers and raiders here probably gave this commander a lot of authority they otherwise wouldn't have to 'do things' to 'solve the political problem.' Understanding everything that the Achalonians may find noteworthy here would be a pragmatic move to achieve that end, particularly so if you have someone at hand to do the questionable research you can disappear or disavow after they're done because they're already a criminal with no social support and poor records. I don't know how far this authority extends however, and the fact that this commander did not tell us to perform those biological studies means they're planning to either blame us for violation of research prohibitions or dispose of us when the research is done and sufficiently applied.
On a scale of 1 to 10 I’m 10 score sure that they really are going to double strip me of my work once I’m done. They did it before and I was jailed in that station hmmm… It raises a question about my past! I never met another Utzi while exploring the fringe of Utzi space before now. Was I consciously planted as a criminal biologist there during my last psychogenesis? Is this a self repeating plot against my civil rights? Oh sucker. I’m so agonized by these thoughts of consipiracy. I did have luck earlier and now. I can’t go further down the fishhole in my head. I would get psychotic symptoms. Maybe I’ll dig this case more later with less mania and more mental balance. I could make guesses what they want. They want their ferry back as much as I want my spaceship back. If they don’t get the ferry back, they want to use an option B, which could be based on knowing the enemy first. I could be a part of that option, secret operations - Ah, I see the slynessishness of this.
>So arguably you did luck out, but we're also imprisoned and acting under a death/forced psychogenesis threat. I bet that this assistant was specifically chosen for thuggishness and loyalty in the face of being asked to perform questionable actions like pretending not to notice you doing forbidden research 'until it is too late.' Then they will carry out whatever the commander's disposal plans for you are.
The assistant seems to just sit in the back seat for now. I imagine she would be part of the plot. But how to fight against the mental pressure of plotting. The last thing I want triggered is a premature psychogenesis. I think I could fight the tedency or even eliminate the possibility, or even the fate by studying Utzi biology, although neurosurgery is strictly forbidden.
>With this knowledge it becomes obvious what we need to research: Look like we're doing the work we've been shanghaied to do (probably by doing enough of that research to show regular progress) and seriously work on ways of escaping our prison.
This is my plot. I’ll quickly rip some Pandils of their genetic material, do a major breakthrough in my studies and sprinkle some interesting, but regular results for the observers to see while working secretly on deep space projects. I believe I can quickly proceed from my base knowledge and Pandil studies to a theory of sentience and consciousness in living organisms. From there I can claim computer sentience, which in way is a god-phase for silicon-based lifeforms. I think a sentient silicon computer is a shortcut. Then there will be a silicon genesis to produce silicon hyperevolution and at last intelligent ship parts. This silicon evolution has to take place in the fringe of space and I need to invent a proper excuse to take Pearl that high or create artificial space vacuums in proper laboratory conditions.
I could approach this masterplan by allying with my crewmembers, hiding code in the computers, or finding excuses to stay absent from the ship while working in a secret laboratory or by subverting my crewmembers with zombie diseases or parasites. This process requires me to study Utzi biology first. I would need to do experimentation on a living Utzi, rather with someone who isn’t essential for the process of discovery like me. I could also scan an Utzi and make slower computer simulations of the Utzi biology, but this requires quite an amazing hardware. I could also play the Achalonian card. They said they had bases around the planet. Becoming a turncoat has it’s own advantages and risks, but I believe the Utzi are better equipped anyways than the Achalonian colonists on this planet.
I ask if I could have a Pandil as a translator on my craft, but any Pandil doesn’t want to be parted from the other Pandils that were brought with us and there aren’t other Pandils in the base they say. My assistant says that she knows some Pandil, but wonders why don’t we just take modalar language translators with us. I try to get access to the base forbidden biology research data, but I’m denied access. This has to prove that I’m not supposed to ask questions, just do the illegal things and bear responsibility. There’s no freedom without responsibility. This has to be the cost I pay for my pleasure in the field, if I pay. I don’t want to ask for another biologist on my craft, it would get tight in there.
However, I can’t do all the engineering on this craft myself. I don’t know its functions and I don’t plan to spend my precious time figuring it out like I did on my own ship in the boredom they call space travel. I’ll hire a technician. I’m introduced to three vacant technicians in the base. One has an average skill in mostly everything to do with engineering, he’s a generalist. He’s an older dark grey guy going to be replaced in the next resupply. The other two are specialists. The first of them knows gravity physics and engines, she’s midway to her psychogenesis and has merit in her field. The second specialist is a fresh second tier female Utzi with 17 years age, who has studied AI programming, alloy bending, metallurgy, creative manufacturing and drone technology for one year in total. She’s the one on the left. But then, do I need a third crewmember if I’m going to subvert aggressively my assistant/jailor?
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