I had a nicely productive write-in this morning and clocked up 1370 words! Gosh!
This snippet is after Catherine has had a bit of a reaction to the "solo dev plan" memory. “What did you learn?” Franz asked. Mel turned to face him. Catherine treated him to a glare, unsure whether to be more angry at his lack of concern for her or his interference in their private business. “Why don't you go and reset the controls, Franz,” Mel said calmly, “or whatever it is you need to do. Leave Catherine's debrief to me.” Franz swallowed, nodded and returned to to control room. Mel turned back to Catherine. “I'm sorry, love, but Franz is sort of right. We don't have time to waste. Was there anything I need to make a note of? And will you be okay with another session?” Catherine thought back over the memories. This wasn't a normal debrief; the time constraint meant she had to summarize and make judgements. “There's some Denebian technology in the system...” Catherine shook her head. Judgements for Mel's perspective, she reminded herself. “Sorry. That was the first discussion. It showed they'd been reading each other's engrams and begun to get worried about what they were thinking. I can't tell whether that was related to the severe paranoia Arlan was developing. The second recording was too laden with... distrust, anger... her thought patterns were inconsistent, almost like she was suffering multiple personalities. It was a bit of a shock, that's all. I'll be okay if I stick to the earlier ones when they were all still largely sane.” Mel nodded. “Okay.” She squeezed Catherine's hand then stood and returned to the control room.
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This snippet is after Catherine has had a bit of a reaction to the "solo dev plan" memory.
“What did you learn?” Franz asked.
Mel turned to face him. Catherine treated him to a glare, unsure whether to be more angry at his lack of concern for her or his interference in their private business.
“Why don't you go and reset the controls, Franz,” Mel said calmly, “or whatever it is you need to do. Leave Catherine's debrief to me.”
Franz swallowed, nodded and returned to to control room. Mel turned back to Catherine.
“I'm sorry, love, but Franz is sort of right. We don't have time to waste. Was there anything I need to make a note of? And will you be okay with another session?”
Catherine thought back over the memories. This wasn't a normal debrief; the time constraint meant she had to summarize and make judgements.
“There's some Denebian technology in the system...” Catherine shook her head. Judgements for Mel's perspective, she reminded herself. “Sorry. That was the first discussion. It showed they'd been reading each other's engrams and begun to get worried about what they were thinking. I can't tell whether that was related to the severe paranoia Arlan was developing. The second recording was too laden with... distrust, anger... her thought patterns were inconsistent, almost like she was suffering multiple personalities. It was a bit of a shock, that's all. I'll be okay if I stick to the earlier ones when they were all still largely sane.”
Mel nodded. “Okay.” She squeezed Catherine's hand then stood and returned to the control room.