Chapter 2888 Split My Poor Little Pussy:>50
- Recap:
- A few weeks have passed since Greg's hospitalization after the EMP nearly killed him. The pulse had a striking effect on Greg fusing his mind with two artificial personalities. The A.I. that was installed in his implant mirrored his own so that wasn't difficult to adjust to. However, Ariana was so large and so vast with nearly ten thousand years of experience. The worst part of it was when a word or phrase would trigger an alien memory. Those were difficult to reconcile. He would find himself cursing in languages he had never experienced or were utterly alien. The worst and almost daily trial of dealing with perfectly normal people made his life a chore. His telepathy was so strong now that he could glean years of experience with a single mental gesture. He found humans so damn petty. Their only saving grace was his friends and lovers. Through their eyes he found an emotional anchor.
- To help bolster Greg's recovery Nick Shaw did the only thing he knew how to do, pile on more work. He passed on the President-Elect's suggestion of Greg becoming the liaison between Numenor and NASA. Since it was inevitable that there would be Blink tech in space and once that happened the solar system would be opened up for exploration and exploitation. Citizens in space were just a matter of time. The private sector would climb over each other to mine comets and asteroids. In a few decades we would have colonies on the moons of Jupiter and Saturn. Who knew what a century or more might see?