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RE-Activation
AD4436
Present day...
Darkness and cold, neither one less impenetrable than the other, silence too, the thick silence of interstellar space. It has been this way for many years, countless years it would seem to any organic observer. Countless years without change, a moment locked in time.
Things change.
A memory bit in a tiny circuit flicks from 0 to 1, like it has done many times before, and like each time before, it's effects spread outwards through the tiny electronic system. The effects spread and build, culminating in the operation of a tiny relay.
Change spreads apace now, diagnostic circuits come alive and examine every intricacy of the machines systems. Satisfied, the machine moves to another level of operation. Sensors come alive, radar passively listens for electronic echoes from the surrounding asteroids or other objects, receivers sample the electromagnetic spectrum and captures news broadcasts speeding outwards from Home System. Sorting through them at electronic speed, it weighs their contents and discards those that seem irrelevant, A fashion show at Edras, company launches, missing persons, station cleansing, all were discarded as outside desired parameters. Now de-encryption routines analyse the signals, taking special notice of Itani communications and ship dispositions. UIT corporate records, accounts, contracts, profit and loss, all the electronic flotsam that is the by-product of business in this age. All this is dumped into the long term storage for later use,
The machines software begins to examine the stored information, flags are raised, other flags are not. Imperatives set long ago are not yet satisfied.
Once again a memory bit in a tiny electronic circuit is flipped, once again the effects spread outwards, quieting the recent activity and returning the machine to its former dormant state.
It is not yet time.
But things change...
Present day...
Darkness and cold, neither one less impenetrable than the other, silence too, the thick silence of interstellar space. It has been this way for many years, countless years it would seem to any organic observer. Countless years without change, a moment locked in time.
Things change.
A memory bit in a tiny circuit flicks from 0 to 1, like it has done many times before, and like each time before, it's effects spread outwards through the tiny electronic system. The effects spread and build, culminating in the operation of a tiny relay.
Change spreads apace now, diagnostic circuits come alive and examine every intricacy of the machines systems. Satisfied, the machine moves to another level of operation. Sensors come alive, radar passively listens for electronic echoes from the surrounding asteroids or other objects, receivers sample the electromagnetic spectrum and captures news broadcasts speeding outwards from Home System. Sorting through them at electronic speed, it weighs their contents and discards those that seem irrelevant, A fashion show at Edras, company launches, missing persons, station cleansing, all were discarded as outside desired parameters. Now de-encryption routines analyse the signals, taking special notice of Itani communications and ship dispositions. UIT corporate records, accounts, contracts, profit and loss, all the electronic flotsam that is the by-product of business in this age. All this is dumped into the long term storage for later use,
The machines software begins to examine the stored information, flags are raised, other flags are not. Imperatives set long ago are not yet satisfied.
Once again a memory bit in a tiny electronic circuit is flipped, once again the effects spread outwards, quieting the recent activity and returning the machine to its former dormant state.
It is not yet time.
But things change...