CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
"It's just hanging there."
"I know, I have been observing it for the last three days," she said.
"Not moving at all...things don't do that, you know?"
"Of course I know and you know I know..."
"We're all moving, all rotating through space on some axis..."
"Go on, turn it into a sexual thing like you always do."
"Always? You've only known me six days."
"Six days too many."
"Come on, you must have been going mad out here on your own. Studying the effects of empty space on the human brain...by yourself! The Federation must have known it would drive you mad when they sent you, that's the whole! That's why you're being filmed and why I was sent to pick up the disc...because they didn't expect you to still be alive."
"I was going mad on Earth. Moved to the moon and I was going mad there."
"Why? Dont' say people..."
"People. People like you. Consumers. Slaves to marketing Net junkies. Personality pill poppers..."
"Look, I'm a bit of a consumer I'll admit, and I guess marketing has the desired subconscious effect on me, but I can't stand the net and I've never taken personality pills."
She looked at him for the first time in two days, taking her eyes off the object in space. "Oh please, of course you've taken personality pills."
"Nope."
"Then...you're naturally this annoying?"
"I think you've lost touch with humanity. I'm pretty standard."
"I came here to lose touch with humanity, thank you very much. Then you show up, six months early..."
"They didn't expect you to last another six months, they thought you would have killed yourself by now."
"That's a lie."
"Well, it's conjecture. I don't know why they sent me here early. But I arrived just in time to see the ojbect..."
"Wait, you think they did it?"
"The thought had occured to me."
"But why?"
"To drive you mad? Pop an unexplainable ojbect in empty space right in front of you. You'd go potty if you weren't there already."
"So why send you THEN make it appear?"
"Well that's where the theory falls apart, isn't it?"
"IT'S JUST HANGING THERE!" she screamed, pointing at it. It was a perfectly cubical grey box hanging in space. It had appeared right in front of the ship's main observation window.
"Yep," he said calmly.
"It doesn't disturb you? It doesn't freak you out?"
"What do you think I was talking about before?" he asked. Was she truly going mad?
"I know, but...I thought you were hitting on me again. You didn't even seem to care when it appeared."
"I was waiting for you to react and now you have. Nice reaction, at that. Oh, and by the way, believe it or not I find the object more interesting than the thought of having sex with you. Okay, for the first few days that was all I could think about, but a totally unexplainable grey box...that got my attention."
"So you're not interested in having sex with me at all anymore?" she said, then gasped and put her hands over her mouth. He smiled, not a smug smile, just a natural one.
"Well, maybe a little bit," he said.
"A little bit interested or a little bit of sex?" She might as well go for it now, she thought.
"You want to do it with the camera watching."
"You want to do it in front of the object?"
"That's it, isn't it? It's watching us like we're watching it."
"Yes," said said, knowing in her heart this was true. "It's the same as us."
"Shame there isn't a girl box for it," he said.
"We shouldn't do this..."
"Maybe it was sent to observe human mating rituals? That could be why it arrived after us," he said. She thought about this.
"Good enough for me," she said, and turned the gravity off. "I've never...you know, done it in zero gee," she said.
"You're thirty!" he said.
"I don't do many things with people," she said.
"Well let's see what we can do about that..." They floated gently towards each other.
Outside, the grey box began to rotate.
"I know, I have been observing it for the last three days," she said.
"Not moving at all...things don't do that, you know?"
"Of course I know and you know I know..."
"We're all moving, all rotating through space on some axis..."
"Go on, turn it into a sexual thing like you always do."
"Always? You've only known me six days."
"Six days too many."
"Come on, you must have been going mad out here on your own. Studying the effects of empty space on the human brain...by yourself! The Federation must have known it would drive you mad when they sent you, that's the whole! That's why you're being filmed and why I was sent to pick up the disc...because they didn't expect you to still be alive."
"I was going mad on Earth. Moved to the moon and I was going mad there."
"Why? Dont' say people..."
"People. People like you. Consumers. Slaves to marketing Net junkies. Personality pill poppers..."
"Look, I'm a bit of a consumer I'll admit, and I guess marketing has the desired subconscious effect on me, but I can't stand the net and I've never taken personality pills."
She looked at him for the first time in two days, taking her eyes off the object in space. "Oh please, of course you've taken personality pills."
"Nope."
"Then...you're naturally this annoying?"
"I think you've lost touch with humanity. I'm pretty standard."
"I came here to lose touch with humanity, thank you very much. Then you show up, six months early..."
"They didn't expect you to last another six months, they thought you would have killed yourself by now."
"That's a lie."
"Well, it's conjecture. I don't know why they sent me here early. But I arrived just in time to see the ojbect..."
"Wait, you think they did it?"
"The thought had occured to me."
"But why?"
"To drive you mad? Pop an unexplainable ojbect in empty space right in front of you. You'd go potty if you weren't there already."
"So why send you THEN make it appear?"
"Well that's where the theory falls apart, isn't it?"
"IT'S JUST HANGING THERE!" she screamed, pointing at it. It was a perfectly cubical grey box hanging in space. It had appeared right in front of the ship's main observation window.
"Yep," he said calmly.
"It doesn't disturb you? It doesn't freak you out?"
"What do you think I was talking about before?" he asked. Was she truly going mad?
"I know, but...I thought you were hitting on me again. You didn't even seem to care when it appeared."
"I was waiting for you to react and now you have. Nice reaction, at that. Oh, and by the way, believe it or not I find the object more interesting than the thought of having sex with you. Okay, for the first few days that was all I could think about, but a totally unexplainable grey box...that got my attention."
"So you're not interested in having sex with me at all anymore?" she said, then gasped and put her hands over her mouth. He smiled, not a smug smile, just a natural one.
"Well, maybe a little bit," he said.
"A little bit interested or a little bit of sex?" She might as well go for it now, she thought.
"You want to do it with the camera watching."
"You want to do it in front of the object?"
"That's it, isn't it? It's watching us like we're watching it."
"Yes," said said, knowing in her heart this was true. "It's the same as us."
"Shame there isn't a girl box for it," he said.
"We shouldn't do this..."
"Maybe it was sent to observe human mating rituals? That could be why it arrived after us," he said. She thought about this.
"Good enough for me," she said, and turned the gravity off. "I've never...you know, done it in zero gee," she said.
"You're thirty!" he said.
"I don't do many things with people," she said.
"Well let's see what we can do about that..." They floated gently towards each other.
Outside, the grey box began to rotate.
