Defending the Delta

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These log entries are created in secret and aren't available to any other entity.

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Log - Ezrael Vertiga

I talked to Thallia, or better, interrogated her because of the events of that one dinner with Noah Xonnel, when she revealed her powers, and she showed me the place where she can talk normally to people. It was amazing, and scaring, just a bit. I mean, now I'm convinced she is okay. I was just a bit mad at her. She showed me her body and why she was hiding it all the time, but she never told me what all this was really about. Now I know, and I can't say I don't like it somehow. Leon and me seem to be the only normal people on the Hoffnungsschimmer, aside from Nancy with just having a brain issue.

I had to laugh as I saw what Thallia did to the Hoffnungsschimmer's medical bay, as she made a hole into the ceiling to place her scanner into the room, as it wasn't high enough. Now one can look into the medical bay from one of the crew quarters. Well, luckily it was one of the unused rooms, so it doesn't matter. I just found it funny what happens on my ship once I'm away.

In the meantime, Thallia made a PET scan on Nancy, with bad news: She isn't a bottle! Eh, computer, scratch that pun. Thallia had red eyes when I came to her. According to her, just because she hates to deliver bad news. And she didn't want me to tell the news. Confidential, she said, like a stereotypical doctor. Well, I didn't want to play the "I'm your captain!"-card, so I just asked Nancy herself. I brought her her first medication and she told me the results of the test and her options.

Option 1: Take a medication to prevent her brain from regenerating.
- The damage done to her brain by surgery would be cured by Nancy's body herself in ten years, so she would remember her past and stop suffering from her amnesia, headaches and lucid dreams. Taking that medication would prevent the brain from regenerating in a natural way, so her state wouldn't change at all. The only benefit would be that she still wouldn't remember her past as whatever she was back then. I can't believe she was a mass murderer. That's something one wants to make her believe. She isn't a crazy maniac. The very downside of that option is a shortened life-span, since her brain wouldn't be able to regenerate at all. I don't know how Thallia came to that conclusion, but that would shorten her life by up to ten years. My first thought about that was whether one of us would become old anyway.

Option 2: Let the brain regenerate.
- That would take up to ten years, so Nancy would be 38 already when her brain offers her the memories of the past, if not earlier or later. Her life wouldn't shorten, however, she would remember something she possible couldn't bear, and possible become mad about it, literally. Thallia can help her with the headaches, but there is no super-solution to this problem at all. I told Nancy about possible methods of supressing memories without the use of medication or surgery, however, I'm not a psychologic, nor can I tell if she would be able to work with her knowledge. Maybe. I still believe this is the better option, as I assured her: Whatever she was, she isn't it anymore and we will support her, no matter what happened back then.

Option 3: Cardamine.
- No. Thallia told her cardamine could be useful to enlonger her life again if she chooses option number one. But no, I won't allow that to happen, and Nancy assured me she won't do it as long as I wish she doesn't.

That reminded me of my influence on her. I wonder what kind of person I am in her opinion. She is such a damn sweet girl, and it somehow saddens me to see how we can't be how we want to be to each other. However, that's why I told Leon to look after her, and it looks like they are a nice couple. Maren and I invited Nancy and Leon to come with us on a hiking trip on Gran Canaria, since Maren desperately wanted us to do something fun together on that planet. I'd still prefer Curacao over everything else, but Gran Canaria can be nice during this time of year.

But Nancy refused, as she was still hurt by the bad news, and she told me she would prefer to stay with Leon alone at her Aurochs, having a good time with him there. I bet they will have... Nancy dropped a bomb a few days ago, telling Maren and me she gave Leon a shaft inspection with her mouth after he replaced a dysfunctional part in a ventilation tunnel. That lucky bastard! Right during that weird dinner with Noah Xonnel, as I told Nancy and Leon to leave and let me and Maren alone to talk for a while, while Thallia and Noah were in the bathroom, since he vomited.

So, Nancy blew Leon, and didn't make it a secret. What a badass girl. The total opposite of Maren in case of prudeness. Very funny contrast with those two girls. However, I don't want to sound unthankful. I'm pretty happy with Maren, and things are about to normalize a bit, although I always have that reminder of Sans Valeur hanging around her spine and listening to all the thigns we say. About that... I told Thallia to kill me if Maren infects me. That's something Maren can't control, I believe, and I'd rather see myself dead than working for the Wild. I just hope this case will never occur. I trust Maren and Sans Valeur to not play with me that way.

In the solar evening, we had our meeting with James El Harady and Maria Calvo from the Canaan Project. Two very amicable, funny individuals. Maybe a bit crazy, but that's just how people in the Outer Rim are. Better crazy in that way than in a Nodtviet-ish or Raven-ish way. Still regret my latest talk to Raven about Maren. Really hope they don't dare to touch her. I need to ask Thallia for help. A faked bio-scan or something must be possible to convince Auxesia that Maren isn't what she actually is...

Anyway, back to topic. Since El Harady was interested in learning more about APM-technology, I gave him four units of the APM advanced Hardware we stole with the Apahanta back then. Just some examples of the adapted nomad and AI technology the Core uses, especially in Mako-class Warships. He seemed very thankful. I guess it's hard to get their hands on something that the Core protects that desperately, since APM advanced Hardware is only sold at Alabama Station in Omicron Rho. Since I can't get there anymore, maybe the Puerto Rican junkers could help me aquire some more of it, since the Junkers should still have access to Alabama to sell their premium scrap there.

And then we talked about the independent network I want to establish with those transmitters Leon designed, however, Canaan was sceptical. I must say, maybe I fucked up, since I didn't know the right terms of physics and mechanics and what not. After all, I'm just a biology and surfing teacher, uh, and battleship captain. And thief and murderer of Core personnel. Shit, I should delete some things from my vita. In the end, I allowed Canaan free hand in redesigning the transmitters as well as the proposition Maria Calvo made about an alternative transmission encryption matrix. So at least the Lane Hackers can't read my sex mails to Maren any longer. If we would do them. Still. Was a shocking revelation to her when I told her people are likely to intercept messages, especially Lane Hackers. Canaan however should be less interested in my messages. Since I have a talent in acting dumb without knowing I'm acting at that moment. Surely didn't left the best impression on those professionals, but we will see what they can offer me.

Now, it's time to go hiking with Maren and Thallia. Will be fun, with camping included. No technology at all. Of course I lied when I said I wouldn't take a PDA with me. Just in case.

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