A
mellow light flickered on, amply illuminating the space before me. I
was amazed at the difference. Where there had once been merely a
couple chairs and a bench, there was now an entire living area. A
comfortable sofa sat where the bench had been, with two arm chairs
across from it with a low table between them.
On
the other side sat a small dining table with a few stools shoved
underneath it. Next to it was a small cooling unit, a sink,
cupboards, and a stove. At least, it sure looked like one and
probably worked about the same way.
A
ladder next to me caught my eye and I climbed up it. I could almost
stand upright in this new cargo space. A door stood partially open at
the other end and I crossed over and pushed it open the rest of the
way. This was the bedroom. It even had a small bathroom connected to
it, which was quite a blessing.
I
climbed back down and went to investigate the cockpit.
It
looked much the same, but I could tell that the level of
sophistication had been raised astonishingly high. I sat down in the
pilot’s seat and pulled up the schematics of the shuttle. As I had
suspected, quite a bit had been changed. The computer helpfully
pulled up before and after design sheets of the operating systems.
Surprised, I stammered out a thank you.
“You
are welcome.” The computer replied.
I
was soon engrossed in my study and did not notice the arrival of the
commander. I was firing questions at the computer when I heard him
clear his throat behind me. I spun around and stared up at him. He
was frowning, as usual. He growled something and jerked his head
towards the outer door.
“He
said, ‘Come on.’” The computer supplied.
I
folded my arms. “I don’t think so, buster. Not until you have
told me what you did to my ship.”
The
computer translated this to him. From the surprised look that he shot
towards the control panel, I figured that he had not known about this
ability that the computer had somehow acquired.
“Your
systems were extremely outdated.” He said slowly.
I
nodded. “I know that. I had limited resources and little real
knowledge of what I was doing.”
He
quirked an eyebrow, but made no comment. “We were… curious, and
decided to take a closer look. We could understand very little of it,
however. I wanted to see how you felt towards this creation of yours.
I must admit that you surprised me with the depth of your feelings.
“I
instructed my mechanics to put it back together and improve it if
they could. They finished it yesterday. I did not know what had been
done until this morning when they told me of this defense mechanism.”
“You
mean the force-field?” I asked.
“Yes.
I assumed that you had set something in place and that is why I was
so upset with you.”
“No
offense, but you seem to be upset with me all of the time.”
His
only response to this was a grunt. I continued. “Furthermore, while
my ship does hold great sentimental value to me, my main concern was
being able to find my way back to where I came from. I do not know
what has been done to this shuttle, and I do not know why it has
these new capabilities. I am just relieved to know that there is now
a way that we can communicate with each other, although I would like
to learn your language.”
At
first, it seemed as if he would not reply, and then he turned to me.
“Brunhilda. Is that your name?”
“Yes,
it is.”
“Ah,
I see. Well then, I suppose it is only right that I give you my name
in return. I am Leuven Rhys Makkedah, commander of the Burning
Starlight.”
I
smiled and held out my hand. “It is a pleasure to formally meet
you, Commander Makkedah.”
We
shook hands and he rose to go, mentioning that I could stay as long
as I liked. I thanked him, waiting until he was gone before I went
back to learning more about the upgrades on the ship.
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