What was that all about?
Just a memory bubble from twenty years back, important and pertinent to our current situation, but not necessary to dwell on now.
What, what? why can't I see?
You don't have any eyes I'm afraid. Or mouth, limbs and nose. At least not yet .
What?
I'm rebuilding them even as we speak, benefit of being my host old boy
But
Mental speech.
How...
You were a prisoner who had been tortured on that ghastly asteroid and I rescued you just after I blew it up
Yes! I remember. The government locked me up for some reason. I can't remember why.
The memories are always a jumble at first .They will come back: I am a dab hand at this after 12,000 years of experience . Now just relax. Think of yourself as being on a beech, somewhere nice, where you'd want to retire.
Florida ?
Too far
Bournemouth ?
That's better. You are getting the hang of this, now please enter and I will explain all.
A Bournemouth beech hut!
I forgot to say, before you come in you might want to put on that bath robe. I of course have seem a million and one naked bodies, but I understand how you humans feel about such... delicate matters.
I notice there is a bath robe and a mirror.
Is this what I look like ?
Yes . Well actually what we look like. There's no I in we.
A young body stares back at me. maybe I'm twenty something, curly brown hair, a petit figure, breasts and and ... I'm a woman ?
How perspective of you
Hey couldn't you do something to my nose , maybe not make it so big ?
Certainly not ! I'm not a plastic surgeon. Your body is perfectly fine.
Really?
I once shared a body with Cleopatra
Oh.
Put me off asses milk for the next couple of millennia ....In any case you come from a high gravity world, so in standard Earth gravity you are extremely ... strong .
Like super girl?
No laser eyes I'm afraid.
Hey what do you look like?
A brain
Huh?
Now do come along! We don't have time for you to stand around admiring yourself !
Just a memory bubble from twenty years back, important and pertinent to our current situation, but not necessary to dwell on now.
What, what? why can't I see?
You don't have any eyes I'm afraid. Or mouth, limbs and nose. At least not yet .
What?
I'm rebuilding them even as we speak, benefit of being my host old boy
But
Mental speech.
How...
You were a prisoner who had been tortured on that ghastly asteroid and I rescued you just after I blew it up
Yes! I remember. The government locked me up for some reason. I can't remember why.
The memories are always a jumble at first .They will come back: I am a dab hand at this after 12,000 years of experience . Now just relax. Think of yourself as being on a beech, somewhere nice, where you'd want to retire.
Florida ?
Too far
Bournemouth ?
That's better. You are getting the hang of this, now please enter and I will explain all.
A Bournemouth beech hut!
I forgot to say, before you come in you might want to put on that bath robe. I of course have seem a million and one naked bodies, but I understand how you humans feel about such... delicate matters.
I notice there is a bath robe and a mirror.
Is this what I look like ?
Yes . Well actually what we look like. There's no I in we.
A young body stares back at me. maybe I'm twenty something, curly brown hair, a petit figure, breasts and and ... I'm a woman ?
How perspective of you
Hey couldn't you do something to my nose , maybe not make it so big ?
Certainly not ! I'm not a plastic surgeon. Your body is perfectly fine.
Really?
I once shared a body with Cleopatra
Oh.
Put me off asses milk for the next couple of millennia ....In any case you come from a high gravity world, so in standard Earth gravity you are extremely ... strong .
Like super girl?
No laser eyes I'm afraid.
Hey what do you look like?
A brain
Huh?
Now do come along! We don't have time for you to stand around admiring yourself !
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