Generation 3. LAMPS
Thea fluttered by the human female as they walked to the console.
Well, “walked” would not be entirely accurate.
Fae MacLir shuffled under the weight of gravity.
“Has this planet’s gravity increased? Oh, dayum, it is exhausting.” She gasped for breath. “Has the atmosphere changed?”
Thea fluttered next to her on “Glitter” the metallic, dragonfly-esq steed she sat on and laughed softly and the headset and mic-boom buzzed with the, now familiar, voice of Doctor Ophir Bhabel.
“You were told that you needed to take it easy. No, this planet has not gone through a gravity shift, it still is less dense than Earth and the atmosphere is still argon-oxygen. But the oxygen has increased some since you went into hibernation. Oxygen levels are increasing at one-percent per five-thousand years, that does not sound like much, but you have been in hibernation for six-times that long. Our oxygen levels now are about twenty-nine percent. You should be feeling better.”
“Compared to what, doctor? I was in cold storage.”
“Point made!” Thea giggled
“Thea, are you my escort?” Fae asked. “I am having all this come back to me, I know where I’m going.”
“You are the first human to have walked outside of the farm in our history.”
“That’s the term. Freeze-Automated-Recovery-Mankind”
“Oh, who came up with that acronym?”
“I don’t know, legend has it that it was the writer of our story. The one tapping on the keys right now.”
Fae laughed. The effort made her head hurt after the strain of walking.
“Ugh, I thought more oxygen would make me feel better?” She said into the boom mic. “And this armored suit’s supposed to help?”
“You would feel worse than you do now. Probably would not be walking at all because you would be weaker than now.” The Doctor’s voice buzzed in her ear over the communications set.
“Blech” Fae made a face. “I don’t see how I could feel weaker.”
“And the Laminated Armor high Mobility Protection System helps too, uses exoskeleton systems to help you move.”
Thea blinked her jeweled eyes with a grin.
“It makes you stronger, and then your body will also get healthy. We will wake the others up as soon as you find out why the Core Systems revived you instead of somebody important.” She said in a cheerful voice.
“That doesn’t help.” Fae shook her head. “I am worried there is something wrong and I am the only one that could be woke up.”
“Or maybe the virus is still in your genome and you are going to die, so the Core Systems prefer a low-level drone to die?”
“Again, you’re still not making me feel better.” Fae laughed in a hysterical voice. “Here we are. Computer station five.”
Sliding her pass card over the sensor, thirty-thousand years of disuse weighed on the circuitry, a long pause.
A moment passed, the light blinked amber, over and over.
“I don’t know what’s wrong, do you perform maintenance on…”
The light turned green and the door buzzed for a half-minute before it opened.
“You don’t go through this door very much, I imagine.” Fae shrugged.
Thea flitted around on her steed.
“We have never entered that room. It’s filled with a gas that is heavier than air and non-conductive. We cannot go in there. The Macrobots would be the only ones heavy enough, and they don’t have organic flesh to protect them like Minibots do, Macros would just stop working.”
“That is what took so long, ventilation systems were venting oxygen into the room.” Fae nodded, “We used sulfur hexafluoride in the days leading up to our hibernation to keep electrical shorts down, nothing grows in it, so ono bugs, no spiders, no flies. No rust or dust.”
“No servicing, either.” Thea looked at the larger human. “You risk blowing things up that have had no energy in them for so many years.”
“Can we have your service Micro and Nanobots survey the systems?” She asked Thea.
“Very good idea.” Thea tapped on the back of her steed as it landed on a flat surface near a keyboard. “Okay, Nanobots are on their way, just a few minutes.”
“Thanks. Let’s see what is possible.” Fae took a few steps into the middle of the room. “Illumination- full”
The room became brightly lit as the environmental control brought the cold-light emitters online.
“Wow!” Thea covered her eyes. “This is like the summer solstice outside.”
“Illumination- seventy-five percent.”
The light, still pure white, became less blinding.
“Much better.” Thea clapped. “If this is true everywhere, we have done it the hard way.”
“There is another who I know that does it the hard way almost all the time. He says it is easy to make it hard.”
Fae expected the sound of buzzing to fill ears like what Thea and her dragonfly did when they flitted around her. This was different.
It was a butterfly, with glossy-black wings. The speed that it flew was impressive, easily as fast as Fae could run on her best days.
It few around the room alighted on different boxes and moved on, then left in a few minutes.
“I thought it was bringing little bots in?” Fae asked.
“It did, each time it landed, it deposited hundreds of millions of Nanobots.” Thea said and looked at something on her arm. “We have them working, everything is clean. THere are some bad connections but repairs are going on, you can turn on the displays now. Nanobots are not affected by the electricity, so you can work on it while they monitor the systems.”
“Oh good.” Fae nodded. “So we are ready to go?”
“Go where? OH! Yes! Turn it on.”
The logo of the system loaded up and Thea the Minibot turned her head sidways.
“That, is a penguin. It is a common mark on the operating systems here.”
“What is a penguin?”
“A flightless bird that exists on Earth.”
“That’s funny. A bird that does not fly.”
“You have no clue, Earth has so many wonders, it would keep you busy for a dozen lifetimes.”
“You need to explore this home you have now.” Thea tilted her head. “Anid-Sta is larger, but has ten-percent less gravity. The Doctor taught me that.”
“He is right. Air is thinner, more gravity, you would have trouble flying.”
“Ick. I will stay here, thank you.”
“I said the same thing once. Now look at me.”
“You are a queen of the humans right now.”
“A Queen that wishes she had a bowl of chocoate ice-cream right now.” She laughed. “Well, let us find out where my subjects are and why the heck they are not waking up.”
“Click away!” Thea danced on counter, a hand-width away from the keyboard.
Fae started to laugh, then became quiet. Three-hundred centuries of logs and diagnostics the system entered into the log-files.
This was going to take a lot of work.