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Computer Science Lab 2- Post Party

Posted Jan. 22, 2021, 9:17 p.m. by Lieutenant Luke Wyatt (Chief of Security) (J Ridgley)

Posted by Lieutenant Faye Calloway (Mission Specialist) in Computer Science Lab 2- Post Party

Posted by Lieutenant Luke Wyatt (Chief of Security) in Computer Science Lab 2- Post Party

Posted by Lieutenant Faye Calloway (Mission Specialist) in Computer Science Lab 2- Post Party
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Luke appreciated not being shown the images, he was used to the most grotesque death scenes, but if he had the opting of unseeing them he would in a heartbeat. “I understand the situation you was in, and the one I forced you into. I couldn’t have known, I didn’t know maybe if I had I would have acted differently and those by no means me saying you should have told me sooner. I see why you didn’t I wouldn’t have told me either. I’m just glad you have now.” Luke poured over the information about the trials she was running, the work she was doing, the odyssey and began to process it. “Its sounds like you could use a break” He paused then added, “Or an AI system that could do it all for you. If there was a way of using the sentient computer virus to filter the possible attacks and destroy the data attacks you wouldn’t have to do so many hours. The work you do is unprecedented if I can help in any way.”

Faye granted him a small smile. “Already ahead of you. Actually, the most intense part was the build. I… just”-she shook her head-“I couldn’t stop working until it was done, because every minute it was unfinished meant we were unprotected and I could’t leave us vulnerable. But… fortunately for me and all of us, the captain and brought the system online a couple days before everything went down with the brig. This is the first chance I’ve really had to look at any of it, but I’ve alert programs set-up all over the place to let me know if something needs my attention. The system itself can contain any possible threats and that gives me and others time to respond.”

He was amazed by the design, he couldn’t have done it better himself, surprisingly he understood at least the concept and partly how it worked. “So where do we go from here? Im curious to know what you’re thinking, feeling even?”

  • Luke Wyatt

The music had quietly shifted into David Bowie’s Space Oddity and Faye leaned back in her chair, listening.

Where do we go? He certainly wasn’t asking about the crew as a whole. Well it was certainly an interesting question, and not one she had an answer to. At least not fully. Her eyes traced the lines of code but she wasn’t really paying attention to it just now and reached out to pause the report. Finally, she allowed herself to look back at him. “I don’t know.” Faye sighed. “Luke, I’ve done this back and forth antagonism many, many times before. And there were times when it was fun. But I’m done. I’ve got no skin in this game.” Her gaze shifted upwards. “I’m tired, Luke. I have spent my entire life fighting and it’s exhausting. I’ve explained what my brain is like, and now I’ve had a really terrible week that has opened up a lot of wounds I thought I had dealt with. I’m not afraid of conflict, but when it’s only going to hurt me, I’m done. No more. I will simply walk away. So… I guess… you win.” She was at least mindful not to tack on the sarcastic congrats, that had tripped through her head.

~Faye Calloway

Luke felt a little hurt, what did she mean by he won? He wasn’t trying to win anything, “I didn’t want to win anything, and this doesn’t feel like winning anything.” He watched her, listening to the song, the lyrics Though I’m past one hundred thousand miles I’m feeling very still And I think my spaceship knows which way to go Seemed like a joke to him, Luke had no idea which way his ‘spaceship was going’. “Maybe you don’t have to antagonise with me, maybe I don’t have to antagonise with you. I don’t want to hurt you, I…” How did he go about saying I want to be one of the things, one of the people she felt safe around like the tree in the arboretum. He exhaled through his nose his eyes looking to the ceiling for guidance when he didn’t find any he looked back to Faye. “A burden shared is a burden halved, I won’t walk away and this isn’t about me winning this about me helping, understanding and about you, not me.” He wasn’t even sure if he was saying what she wanted to hear, but he was saying what felt right, Luke had his own problems perhaps with Faye they could support each other. He had hated who he became.

  • Luke Wyatt

She closed her eyes, soaking in those lovely guitar strums as they moved towards the end of the song. “I don’t know how to feel about you. And that’s hard for someone like me. I call it my BPD brain. It doesn’t like ambiguity very much. My instant reaction is to determine if something is good or bad. It’s all or nothing. But that’s not real, not how life works. And not knowing how I feel is really scary.” How did she explain the pattern she always fell into and was determined to break? If this could be anything, something different, what needed to happen to make it so? What did she even want? She fell silent again.

~Faye Calloway

He nodded, “that’s understandable sometimes its even hard for me to decide what I want.” Luke too sat back and listened to the music for a short while, his eyes closed. “I don’t mind all in, I can adapt. I’d never ask you to do so, it must be so… frustrating for you and I can understand that, feel it almost. If that’s so much as a thing. I don’t think I’m good or bad but I know I can be… there… For you. Maybe that’s all that matters, we don’t have to be anything or we can be everything” He didn’t open his eyes, he didn’t need to see… to see. One thing he had learned was to be able to listen to someone’s voice, thier ‘ticks’ “And I’ll never not trust you again, you’ve earned that at least and I hope you can trust me too.”

  • Luke Wyatt

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