13th April

It must be due to my recent injuries that I had my cravings quiet harsh lately. It seems wise that I kept the markets of banned items a secert, given I have been reliant of the products on offer. I also been returning to the vaults then the bedroom too. It seems for the better to be locked further from others this way. I had no messages since my brother left the station nor has Freya been keeping contact either. I can only assume that the network might have something to do with it. I could be an added distraction or stress for the two ambassadors - of which I can understand the restrictions of contact. Or that they were simply out of range any sort of server connected to this network mother.

I go on a further guess that in my recent earth contacts; things have been restless with weather patterns allowing signals of hive mind to enter. That there was war among the hive mind and the segments that became independent. This civil war kept the untouched and unchanged population of mostly natives safe for now. This has been easier to push these battles among hived into fire rings and left to their business this way. Even the last standing were burnt to crisp regardless of friend or foe. Snow mounds built around these fire pits. At least these are the shared images of those I get on looking from the distance, fleeing the scraps.

Late into the evening stands the return of the illusion of a tall figure whose features were always blacked out. Shivered as it may to be in my mind field before. It drew to step closer and then shreiks as I lifted my head to stare upon it. I make my notice of details it has today and return to ignore it once more. I felt lightly cold, so I had crunch up in a roll, tightly hugged myself. My fear of loosing my sense of self control, I had put myself back where I was in the held tank before. If there was any worry of eating something, I could press the death button. Its does seem a blessing or curse when I am able to mind connect with local hive dreamscapes.

This visitor crept about close again and eventually seated itself watching me from afar.

"Who are you?" I ask in the connection between it and me.

It shivers at moment of being talked at but perplexed at there being no attempts of fearful mind games. I would often return a rude gesture with a similar one. This one came to me in peace, so I will choose peace in return. I coiled tighter in how my hunger pain rumbles. I listened to the whole vault in general, sort of instinctive that I sensed there being more. Another shape took a seat near the other orginal. They traded nods and look to me. I coiled more. Some posed with making small things in shapes, expressing a sort of conversation.

A farmer whom grow food, watched the sky. They suffocated until a swarm came along. They tracked down a creep... slayed at the chance for asking questions. But those images aren't earth and the farmer wasn't human. But I seen that place before. I lifted my head in asking showing a image I seen and the after seen. They nod. A sort of pattern is here. These were once natives on planets erased. Some stopped the thing in time and were the only infected. Some failed. Regardless, thier home was ruined. Ruined by other foreigners. I posed with considerable questions to ask. But this was a show then ask. I showed this moment, posing a sort of why me. They show earth and it being next. They show me how it will be done too. I thank them, lightly purring.

I show that I was human. I lost my family. I was part of army. I signed away something. Captured in ice. Altered by them. How I woke in a world already dead. They sighed in sorrow of that. But then I showed them the more recent things. The things my planet has show me. Community's coming together. Some vaults being opened. That I am a healer then I show I am not the human anymore. That I scare those I heal. That rejection. They looked at me in so many ways. I coiled back into a tight ball. They noticed I used many shapes when it came to healing. That was selfless. One by one, someone stood and left. The last to go was the first here. I peer at it.

"Who knew that my target was someone like you." So they state speaking in wavelengths, "That your world isn't entirely broken." I lightly snarled at them, "I will make a deal with you. Yet I am sure you're not going to like it. You are incomplete due to the lack of resources. Left as you are, you would die starved or murder someone." I knew that already, "I am meant to caught this station to crash into the planet. Assuming that the planet below was lifeless. The spikes of radiation would make any other race assume death." interesting assumptions, "Eat me. You prevent the station fall, you hunger is staved and none would be wiser."

"Then you are a fool." I picked up on him, "I already had other plans. I knew whom you were. I knew what you planned. Don't you think it's strange how smooth everything has been going. In spite of the machines being distracted." I purr deeply and he flinched in fear, "You best wake up now. You are slacking." Indeed he was gone. I huffed in coiled tighter once more. I was now small enough to fit in the box, the lid closed above me. I stopped feeling pain a while ago. All that surgery and recent fighting, I felt more and more numb. I was due to sleep a period. This chamber of raw bits is as good as it will get. I heard the tank engage a lock and I knew I was stuck here.

I sent my mind away from myself. I edged around the near glimpse of Lavender, looking at how she was enjoying a meal and enjoying the life of being a pet. Walked right up to her sight, as I used to be in human form. I pose her to not tell. She lowered back to eating more.

"How long do you recon it would be for another hibernation period? She seems to getting worse." The network asking Lucas, "I can't exactly ask Jackle or Freya."

"Well..." Lucas wavered unsure. They both took pause as a knock at the room, "Maiden..." They stood and she gestures.

"Your wedding planner knew well. She knew you need someone." Sitting between them with the book of wedding notes, "We been at great length about this wedding." passing it over to the network, "She came to the food taster earlier but asked me to be the one to deliver the menu plans. She was being... strange. But given that she touched several burning pans without a care, it must be that she is due a hibernation."

"As in that she still a danger to the station due to cell decay?" The mantis sighed at them both. She fills them in with what was witnessed about the Earth's current way. Often the plagued do staging of primordial soup to monster to actual sentient thinking. The process is still being examined by folks.

"Knowing her, she has already figured out a way to stay safe and away. She has been rather a helpful spy for you and me. It seems this favour that she used to save us all should be returned with letting you know. Don't seek her out. Unless you plan on becoming dissolved." The maiden snickered, "I am glad that the gemstones will be used in a way that will make them undesirable."

I pass a comfortable warmth over Lavander. I give my wave and I jumped to the next mind connection. Walking forward into blind sighting a confused kidnapper. A rude fella in my room looking about puzzled. He is quickly detained by the security management. Locked into a box and moved to a freezer. On his way, the metal guy with a pet watched from the crowd. It were the pet that then was sending a connection somewhere else. I followed it. A ship hiding around the Earth's moon. Many machine like the ambassador metal tin, piloted by the parasites. The ship moves off out of my range. I was stood on the earth... watching beside someone else. A mountain climber writing about this. I took control of the pen, adding details. I went through their whole book helping them with race names. I left them alone to wonder other connections like this. Visiting the world in areas that the machines have no desire or watch of. Through the eyes of creatures, not just plagued human types. The eyes of birds were my favored way. I reached as far as it was possible on the best of days. On the worse days, it was lonely. I could return back to my memories of the past then... or just what remains of them.

It was hard to tell time after that.