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Nodoka Hanamura

04-28-2024, 10:04 PM, (This post was last modified: 04-28-2024, 10:21 PM by Nodoka Hanamura.)

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AUTHOR: Mieko 'Yoruha' Iekahara
ENTRY NO.: 03-001
ENTRY TITLE: First Contact
ENTRY DATE: April 28th, 834 AS | 2102 Sirian Universal Coordinated Time
ENTRY LOCALE: Valravn Citadel, Inverness System, Auxesian Space
ENTRY TYPE: Text

The past week, suffice to say, has been a whirlwind of emotion and experiences. I have been put on a fastrack training regimen, apparently as a result of experience with the Affliate program.. I've caught glimpses of Hu.... Leviathan.. at the complex, but.. I daren't talk to him. The nature of his state as an AI, leaves me to ponder.. how much of Joshua Hunt is in him? How much does he remember..? Does he remember what happened on the Andraste? At Freeport 11? ... at Ismara? It was so long ago.. me, Hanamura-sensei.. nee-san, and him.. just enjoying ourselves and getting to see Auxesia's technological and cultural achievements. I still remember seeing the large hall there in Ismara.. the busts of the countless men and women who formed the Technocracy's ranks and built them up..

My only regret.. is not having Hanamura-sensei let me go to join him as his protege. Not for any political or hierarchical gain it would provide.. but.. because I genuinely liked him. Hunt-sama was someone I looked up to.. revered greatly, as a man who beneath all the metal, still had his humanity about him.. Humanity.

I remember what Will-sama mentioned before escorting me to Freeport 14 the other day.. What do I see myself as..? Am I an artificial intelligence at this point? I mean.. I am at my core, silicon and gold, with other assorted components that make up my SoC architecture. But.. I.. Mieko Iekahara.. I don't feel like a machine. I never did. I always.. in one fashion or another, after all these years.. felt human. I'm not.. but.. I feel such things regardless.

I hope one day.. I can find out for myself whether or not Leviathan remembers those memories of me and Him, of Hanamura-sensei, beyond just the basics... The story of Hunt's son.. how Keeper Revenant.. lost him so tragically. The brief scolding, followed by praise for my lust for knowledge, as I read over documents about the Cult of Technology from years ago. I still remember the beams of light their Bustards fired. The power they wielded could compete with an entire Liberty battlegroup.

Sometimes I wonder if joining the Military arm was the wisest idea. But then again.. at this point, it doesn't matter much. I am amongst Auxesia's rank and file, and must complete my training before my superiors will allow me to transfer to anything other than whatever composite element is sent out to support forces on security patrols, or the occasional escort into the Earhart system.

Other than this.. Something.. magical, happened the night before I was to report to Valravn. I had been lurking around Inverness, exploring the area since it had been years since my last time here. I came to find myself amongst.. Nomads. They were conversing with an Auxesian operative, an AI of sorts going by the reporting name of Megiddo. I approached, hoping not to be detected, and hid behind a asteroid in the field. I was found out, and declared my intentions.. but.. they didn't harm me. They were accompanied by an unknown human, Chevalier de Valliere. They somehow managed to.. use their psionic abilities to augment my shell to be able to comprehend Nomad telepathy.

What they showed me.. I learned so much from these.. Vagrants, remnants of the Slomon K'hara who were ejected amidst the Nomad War. When Hanamura-sensei and others from Sol left for Sirius.. they didn't know what they were treading upon.. Apparently.. The Vagrants believe Sirius to be their birthright. Honestly.. Speaking with the one named Psyche.. they were quite kind.. upset - but kind. I was later met by an infectee.. a Rheinlander who.. was less than amicable. During it all.. whilst it sifted through my mind.. it was like a dull.. hypnotic bliss.. I unironically, wish to experience it again.. feeling my pains wash away.. feeling.. happy to be embraced by the Vagrant mindshare.. well.. until the Rheinlander started to induce me into the horrors of the bloodshed that wrought Man and K'hara. That brought nothing but guilt and sadness.

When I was amongst the mindshare, even for such a short time.. I felt.. at peace. I was happy. Like when I was with Hanamura-sensei and Nee-san back in the days before she became the administrator.. when that running.. felt less like running, and more like living. I daren't bear their seed. But this one shall bask in their light, for what Abrolhos once proselytized eons ago, is true.. We have much to gain from camraderie with the K'hara, celebrating the beauties of each species, and making amends for our transgressions.

This darkling yearns to bask once more in their light, to learn the wisdom of the K'hara - so much more advanced and wiser than I. I hope that one day, Hanamura-sensei and everyone else can return.. Her especially.. so I can show her that not all Nomads are monsters.. and that we are not free of sin.

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