Location: In the village by the lake
Wearing: Casual red shirt and jeans
Interacting: open to anyone....hello...anyone.
"Karlie, are you hurt?" The voice of the ship's AI comp asked.
It had no doubt been analyzing, scanning Karlie who was still in the running shower. She was sitting on the floor, water cascading over her as she buried her head in her knees, tightly wrapping her arms around it. She was trembling despite the warm water showering down on her.
Her ship's comp did not alter the current environment, like shutting off the water. It actually understood that in the sitting fetal position Karlie was in, was quite a stable state for her to be in.
"I don't believe your skin abrasions are the cause of your distress, Karlie. Your mental state of being when you entered was one of deep thoughts. Is something bothering you that I can assist you with?"
The comp had picked up the traces of urea, dissolved ions, and variants of organic compounds, that were picked up in the drain reclaimer on the floor that Karlie was huddled on...
The girl was definitely distressed. Naturally the AI had access to Karlie's wrist crono also.
The very same crono that monitored her for any allergens. The crono had only reported elevated life signs that confirmed Karlie's distress...no poisons or allergic reactions.
"I am here, Karlie. I wish to help you." The comp then said, after letting a minute more go by.
It was monitoring Karlie's life signs and could not pick up any elevated signs that she was injured inside or out, other than for some skin abrasions. But Karlie was still huddled and slightly trembling.
"I prepared an optimal calculated jump we can take out of this system and return you home, Karlie. Do you wish for me to take off for home, Karlie?" It asked, still monitoring her and giving another moment to pass.
It then fired up the engines...it's near quiet hum did however stir Karlie to slightly raise her head. Her eyes cautiously looked about the shower stall.
"Karlie, I cannot define the cause of your state. I am concerned and we will be returning home.
I will send a message to your father." It said, following it's own protocol.
"N..no..." Karlie uttered.
"No, don't do that."
"I'm holding. What is that you do not wish for me to commence?"
Karlie let out a slight whimper.
"I don't understand. Please define for me your request for me to hold."
No answer, just Karlie breathing a bit more normal...relaxing her grip on her shins.
Karlie, I have no recourse but to follow my protocol. I will take you home."
"Sigh...no. Don't message dad. Just...just give me a few more minutes....please." Karlie pleaded, looking up at what she believed her AI was monitoring from. But in reality, the AI had many input angles, aside from life reading monitors on Karlie. The ship..the AI was designed to look after her.
Karlie, I'm here with you."
"I'm fine...don't need to be spied on."
A few hours had passed and Karlie was pretty much her own self again, now laying on her cockpit bed, looking up at the starry night sky of Krant.
"Of course, Karlie" her comp replied, despite the fact that she was always watching... diligently always recording her. And Karlie knew that too. But as human nature went, the comp understood that Karlie needed to say that for peace of mind. The AI did not correct her. It understood better.
There had been no further intrusion by what she wholeheartedly believed was her mother's ghost again that had somehow transcended through to her despite her lack of personal midicloreans.
Karlie was trying to figure out if it had been her imagination running wild. And again the question as to why here..why now if it had been so possible.
It could only point to the fact that what was said about Krant and the Lost souls had to have some real merit. But why then had it come so..so abruptly, then gone?
"Replay that sequence again...from me starting the shower.." Karlie had went over the scene several times already and always the same...nothing had been picked up audibly whatsoever but her own scream.
"And there was no trace of halucinagens in my system?...you sure?..Nothing whatsoever?" Karlie just couldn't put her finger on it, but whatever she had experienced by the lake and then in her shower just hadn't repeated itself again. Not for several hours. And it was now 2 past the midnight hour.
"As the analysis report indicates, you did have elevated amonia, keto, aldehyde compounds indicative of drinking alc-"
So I was drinking some beer before! But I wasn't drinking on my way here nor before I entered the shower." Karlie waved her hand to swipe that analysis off the holo imagery above her. If she could, she'd delete that report, as it also indicated how it had been gotten. Karlie had peed herself sitting , trembling in the shower stall. Her comp had analysed what went into the recycling drain.
"Perhaps you should attempt to sleep, Karlie. Upon awakening, you are quite clear minded and more apt to finding out the answers that you seek." The AI offered a suggestion.
Under normal circumstances, Karlie would have agreed. Only that before she went through with the Sebrix-9 project and eradication of her midicloreans, her mother's ghost always seemed to haunt her in her dreams. It had been a good five years now that she had been free of those nightmares. Karlie was afraid to go to sleep, for fear of dreaming her mother again. or worst....have her mother's spirit enter her dreams like it once did.
But she would have to sleep sooner or later...after all she were human.
"Hmm.... that's the trick. I'm more afraid of what I'll find out in my sleep....Yawn..."