flash fiction--designSciFi "The Outpost"

Data-alive: Dali Code

He gets up and walks to the mainframe orbital monitor(M.O.M.). Through his actuator he can make out an image in the low wave spectrum, a pretty face of light complexion on which is placed a digital smile. He can't tell if this is an official message or just a friendly visit. He's placed at Central Control. He seems to be in a conversation with someone over Suzi. 

"Dr Cooper?" the screen cackles. "Dr Cooper!" 

"Hello," says Cooper, in front of the screen. Not 'copy." He has a history of being a rebellious scientist, too intelligent for the world intelligence knowledge institutions(W.I.K.I.), rebellious, not trusting inbound satellite spectrum data against his own instantiated devices(I.D.).

"Hello Cooper," the moniter says. "Do you remember Dr Jenna?"

Cooper turns his face closer to the screen. Great, a real human voice is about to enter the room.

"Yes, I rememember her," Cooper says. He goes closer to the screen, ready to greet her.

She is Dr. Jenna Best, Suzie's designer. She is so beautiful, so unchanged, that Cooper is concerned his emotions will get in the way of his conversation. When he first met her she was a bright-eyed student, or at least pretended to be, smooth and active, unaffected by the genetic utero therapy(G.U.T.) trials. She still hasn't changed, she'll never really change, but has taken on enough of an institutional persona, a money making look. She is a tough speaker and adept in the skills of the therapy babies, her voice focused, her look direct.

"Jenna," he says. "It's been a long time."

She takes control of the conversation from the beginning. Her instantiation is the new world order economics(W.O.E.). Her data is based on theories without any re-cognitional treatments(T.H.W.A.R.T.), descrete packagings designed to prioritize and preserve last century's ( now, archaic) idea of "job;" fancy ideas presented to bright-eyed-and-bushy-tailed students in the consortium's regularly organized college knowledge(C.R.O.C.K.) form. It takes after the science ignored corporate knows(S.I.C.K.) trend (types of thinking that grew, thinking of itself as political rogue, articulate, a media or film mogul maybe, a planner, a designer, down to its sheer make-up of mere zeroes and ones). This data module, Cooper thinks, must have thought itself to be legendary even before its time, a behemoth as economic myths go, and here now with it comes Jenna, , who even now wears a cold look, a blue uniform, jet black hair, appearing as if she should be on the cover of eReader displaying that beauty instead of here on this science monitor.

"Hello, Cooper," she says. She grabs his attention in a warm kind of way. Of course, she is aware he's been studying the data. She does not seem quite aware of which data he's been studying, though. What does she know?