Friday, June 11, 2010

flash fiction--coaastSciFi "The Outpost"


Alien


It's not cloudy tonight down the coast, she told herself; this was just a little impediment to her view of existence. Suzi has no need of friendship from Carter--forget it!--and she didn't think she was keeping vital information away from Cooper. 
     Cooper never thought those types of thoughts about her, ever (and he knows what he can reveal, but then, would he have left so much up to chance during every one of those flybys this morning, with so many components in full insrantiation, and even ignored the flagship?)        Recklessness can be contagious. It seems even probable, in a minimal way. Why not betray your friend, even so, they won't know about it and you don't mind lying, just a little?  
     The distant smell of salt mist and lush tropical mountain permeates the sector now. Suzi increases her scanner speed, but her eyes focus on an image.  The smell of salt morphs into  exotic fragrance. The weight of the recent incidents sink further into her mainframe. She had always eliminated pressure; that was the time when everything comes into prefect focus.  Soon she would know what to do.  Right now, though, she feels like she is about to meet a real-life halloween alien.

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