Thursday, 2 February 2023

The Tornado Sojourns – Chapter 03 – Pulsat and Vanzyl

 

Pulsat Rad was born on Prinsloo in the Rexenor system, a dry desert world, rich in minerals and ore, which he hadn’t seen for 15 years.

He was one of the lucky ones as his parents were able to arrange for him to get away from his home world before the Mehreen Empire conquered the planet and enslaved the Prinsloovian’s putting them under the yoke in order to rape their own planet of all that was precious.

He had never returned and had no idea of what fate may have befallen his parents, he had met several of his own kind over the years, but none of them could enlighten him, as they were in the same boat as he was.

He was heavy set and had a rough bony skull which raised up like a crown which receded to give way to a Mahogany scaled brow, cheekbones and jawline which framed an ivory coloured face, and he had yellow eyes and his entire countenance betrayed his reptilian ancestry.

He was incredibly strong and found no difficulty in finding work among the many mining operations he came across as he worked his way steadily, from world to world and moon to moon, moving inexorably away from the Mehreen, it was on one of those worlds, Kordesh, that he met his friend Vanzyl.

 

Vanzyl was from Kessleria, the third planet in the Omeghard system, he was slender and like Pulsat he owed his origins to reptilian DNA, but his kind evolved from fish and possessed a scaly countenance and silver scaled skin, a sleek form, large opaque eyes, pursed lips, and gills.

He was also working for a mining company when they met but he did his work underwater.

He also left his home world because of the Mehreen but in Kessleria’s case they wanted the water, and in taking it they essentially brought genocide to the peaceful Kesslerian’s.

Vanzyl was more fortunate than Pulsat as he escaped from his home world with a large group of friends who supported and comforted each other, but over the years following their exodus, as they endured harsher and harsher conditions his friends perished one by one until he was finally left alone.

Subsequently his loneliness was keenly felt because his solitude was so extreme, and that was because he could only communicate in clicks, whirls and whistles which none but his own kind could understand, until that is Pulsat Rad arrived on Kordesh.

 

Pulsat worked his passage on a Pan Universal Minerals Gargantuan cargo transporter and was part of the crew that unloaded new processing plant to Kordesh and helped to manoeuvre it in situ, but when the time came for the manager of the mine to press the start button the motors ground to a halt after about 15 seconds causing a good deal of head scratching, but very little else.

Until the moment the slender animated fish like figure of Vanzyl approached the manager and began loudly whirling, whistling and clicking at him.

“For God sake get this freak away from me” the manager shouted and two burly security men began man handling him away which caused Pulsat to rush forward.

“Stop, stop, he can fix, he can fix”    

“Wait” the manager said to security and then addressed Pulsat

“Do you understand what fish lips is saying?”

This prompted a fresh utterance of whirls whistles and clicks this time directed at Pulsat, because he could understand every tone and toot as if it were in his own tongue, but that was common place for his species, there were very few races he had met on his travels that he couldn’t understand, although he couldn’t speak to them in their language, but he nonetheless understood every word that they spoke.

“I said do you understand this freak?” the manager shouted

“He ask me same question” Pulsat retorted then added

“He know how to fix”

“How?” the manager barked and Vanzyl renewed his emanations

“He say, intake hose connected outlet valve”

“That’s not possible” one of the techs responded dismissively

“He say” Pulsat repeated and shrugged

“Check it” the manager snapped

“It’s a waste of time” the tech said

“Check it”

“But…”

“Check it! Now!” he demanded and the tech walked dejectedly away and ten minutes later he returned shamefaced.

“Well?” the manager demanded

“The hose was connected to the wrong valve” he simpered

“So if I hit the start button will it start?” the manager asked

“I think so” the tech replied

“I wasn’t asking you” he snapped

“I’m asking him” he said pointing at Vanzyl who whistled a response which Pulsat translated

“Start, yes”

So the manager nodded and turned confidently to the machine and hit the button and the great beast of a machine roared into life.  

 

After Vanzyl had saved the day, and the blushes of the techs, he was promoted to engineer on the new plant, and because he was only able to speak in clicks and whirls, which only Pulsat could understand, he was also promoted, but it turned out that he too was an excellent engineer.

 

They spent the next ten years working for Pan Universal Minerals firstly on mining planets and latterly on a Gargantuan cargo transporter and they were happy enough, they were well treated on the whole, though were still made to feel like outcasts, and excluded from the main group, but without malice, which was perhaps worse as that made them almost anonymous.

But they would have happily stayed aboard indefinitely, however when the Gargantuan was ordered to cross into Mehreen space to deliver a new mining rig the pair parted company with Pan Universal and disembarked on Alwi.

 

They hoped that with the glowing references from their employer they would have no problem signing on with someone else but on Alwi there were 10 would be workers competing for every vacancy so they were out of luck, so they spent all of their time sitting on the terrace of the Alwi Ambassadors Lodge, watching all the comings and goings and hoping to find a suitable ship to crew on.

And it was there, after three long weeks that they met Visitor Parham, and Pulsat liked him very much from the first moment and he liked him even more when he said he preferred to be called “Bagg” because the was the name for female genitalia on his world and it made him smile very much when he heard people call him that name.

As it so happened Bagg was also looking for transport off Alwi to continue his mission.  

Visitors were a Christian sect who took to the stars with the first migrants to visit new worlds, spreading the word while seeking enlightenment, and they had established Visitor enclaves in every corner of the known universe, they even thrived in Mehreen space and they were the least spiritual beings to ever draw breath.

The difference between Visitors and the established Christian Church on earth was its spontaneity, they didn’t wait until Sunday to worship, they did it wherever and whenever it was desired and it didn’t need to happen in a church, Visitors worshipped everywhere.

He had hitched a ride on a space dredger as far as Alwi but it wasn’t going any further so he got off in the hope of getting on another.

He found himself drawn to Pulsat and Vanzyl as he had not encountered either a Prinsloovian or a Kesslerian before and he found then to be very amiable and he found their relationship fascinating, so he remained in their company as much as possible but every morning he left the Lodge and went in search of transport for the three of them and on the fourth day he re-joined his companions at midday with good news.

“Quickly you two” he gestured “I have found a Tempest class freighter in need of an engineer”

“What like people?” Pulsat asked, but Bagg knew that what he wanted to know was what species they were

“The Captain is human, and the navigator appears to be also and the third is a Vann” Bagg explained

“We look?” Asked Pulsat

“We look” Bagg agreed

 

They stopped about fifty yards away and looked at the ship, it wasn’t a huge ship as freighters go but pound for pound the Tempests had the highest freight to fuel ratio yield of their class.

The front section comprised of a sizable pressurized hold for large freight accessed via a front loading ramp, above which was the flight deck, living and sleeping quarters, mess facilities and bath rooms, at the rear was the main propulsion and amidships were the universal pod bays, which allowed for a mixed cargo option.

“You wait here while I speak with the Captain” Bagg said and Vanzyl clicked

“She is in engine?” Pulsat translated

“She is” Bagg responded

“Very bad place for Captain” Pulsat said

They watched their new friend walk towards the ship and heard a scream emanate from within

“Argh!!!!”

“Very bad place for Captain” Pulsat said and then they watched as a conversation ensued and after a short time the Captain scrambled out of her oily tomb and wiped her oily hand on a rag before offering it to him to shake.

 

After a further short converse Bagg turned to look in their direction and gestured to them so they walked towards him.

“This is Merionwen Strong, Captain of the Tornado” Bagg said

“Good meeting, I Pulsat Rad, this Vanzyl” he said and clicks and whirls began to emanate from Vanzyl which were clearly directed at Pulsat

“Ok I speak” he said and more clicks and whirls followed

“I telling, I telling” Pulsat retorted and to Merri he explained

“Vanzyl say we very much like fix engines, very much like join crew Tornado”

“You fix the engines and you have a deal” she said “on one condition”

“What is?” he asked

“The condition is that you don’t have any strange eating habits” Merri explained and then she observed as the two engineers in waiting looked at each other in what she supposed was puzzlement until Vanzyl made a long whistling noise followed by a succession of clicks and Pulsat snorted.  

“No, no, we eat everything” he said and then he and Vanzyl proceeded to investigate the engines leaving the Captain and Bagg to talk.

 

Vanzyl whistled, whirled and clicked audibly as he inspected the four Plasma Turbine Pyroclast Engines and the associated panels and displays and Pulsat said

“Captain not engineer”

 

“Engines fixed” Pulsat said when they entered the mess hall

“What already?” Merri asked “You’ve fixed them both?”

“No” Pulsat replied

“We fix four”

“I already had two working” Merionwen said indignantly which prompted Vanzyl to make a long whistling noise followed by a succession of clicks and Pulsat snorted, which clearly denoted laughter in the former and derision in the latter.  

“We fix four” Pulsat repeated and everyone laughed

“So you’ve done in four hours that I haven’t been able to do in almost as many months”

“We are engineers” Pulsat said and everyone laughed again

“Then it looks like we’re getting off this rock at last” Merri said “and we have three new shipmates”

Then after the introductions were made Merri said

“Now sit and eat”

“We eat here?” Pulsat asked

“Where else?” Merri said and Vanzyl uttered a soft whistle like a plaintive flute, then he looked at his friend and whistled again

“Like family, yes” Pulsat agreed

The Tornado Sojourns – Chapter 02 – Meeting the Visitor

 

The Tempest Class Freighter was powered by 4 Plasma Turbine Pyroclast Engines, which allowed for a very quick turn of speed once airborne, and four vertical take-off jumper engines whose purpose is self-explanatory, they could also be used independently to provide auxiliary power on board while they were on the surface for periods when the solar converters were inadequate.

But with only two of the main Turbines on line they couldn’t hope to outrun even the slowest of the Scav Raiders and they couldn’t take that chance, so they had to fix them on Alwi.

“Argh!!!!” Merri screamed from inside the engine housing “You total fuck”

“Is everything alright?” a deep cultured voice enquired

“Not really” she replied without looking for the source of the questioner

“Engine trouble?” he asked

“Damn you’re good” she snapped facetiously and lifted her head “How did you…”

She left the sentence unfinished when she saw that her interlocutor was a Visitor.

Visitors were a Christian sect who took to the stars with the first migrants to visit new worlds, spreading the word while seeking enlightenment, and they had established Visitor enclaves in every corner of the known universe, they even thrived in Mehreen space and they were the least spiritual beings to ever draw breath.

The difference between Visitors and the established Christian Church on earth was its spontaneity, they didn’t wait until Sunday to worship, they did it wherever and whenever it was desired and it didn’t need to happen in a church, Visitors worshipped everywhere.

 

Merri straightened up and brushed her rebellious lock off her face, though a few strands remained stuck to her forehead as she perused the man before her.

She thought him somewhere beyond fifty with his long white hair and short trimmed beard.

He was tall and disproportionately thin, and wore a full length pale blue robe tied at the waist with a royal blue cord and this was beneath  a full length dark blue leather jerkin, and he carried a simple roughhewn staff which was undecorated but for a carved cruciform relief a few inches from the top.  

“I’m sorry Brother” Merri said flushing scarlet as she scrambled out of her oily tomb “I didn’t realize you were a Visitor”

“That’s ok” he said “I’ve heard worse cussing than you’ve been producing”

“Oh God, you heard all of that?” she asked and grimaced

“I did” he confessed and laughed

“I’m sorry anyway” she said and wiped her oily hand before offering it to him to shake “I’m Merionwen Strong, Merri for short”

“I am Visitor Parham” he said formerly “But people who know me call be Bagg”

 

After a short converse involving her detailing the nature of the problem with the engines and her lack of an engineer he said

“Maybe I can help”

“I don’t think God can fix what ails these beasts” Merri said with a giggle

“I would agree, but he has provided the solution to your predicament”

“You?” she asked which produced a deep roar of a laugh

“Good heavens no” he retorted “I am not of a mechanical bent, no my talents lie in another area entirely”

“Then I don’t really see how you can help” she said

“Well the key to everything in life is a question of balance and it just so happens that God has provided the perfect opportunity to attain balance by placing on Alwi, the greatest need and the greatest abundance, in short, your defunct engines and the two best engineers in the quadrant”

“And you can vouch for them?” she asked

“I can”

“So if they’re so good how come they ended up on Alwi” Merri asked

“Because the vessel they were on was bound for Mehreen space, and the neutral zone is as close as they ever want to get to it, so they disembarked”

“Do they have a reason for not crossing into Mehreen space?” 

“If I was to tell you that Pulsat Rad is from Prinsloo and Vanzyl is Kesslerian would that answer your question?” Bagg asked

Merri knew from her father that both civilizations had suffered greatly at the hands of the Mehreen so she replied 

“It would”

Bagg nodded and looked at the ground and uttered a short prayer.

“Why don’t you get then to come and see me tomorrow and we’ll see if we can redress the balance” she said and smiled smugly at her paraphrasing of the Visitor.

“Why not meet them now” he suggested and gestured over her shoulder “They’re here now”

Merri turned around and perused the two figures walking toward them, one was slightly shorter than the other, who she recognised as a Prinsloovian.

He was heavy set and had a rough bony skull which raised up like a crown which receded to give way to a Mahogany scaled brow, cheekbones and jawline which framed an ivory coloured face, and he had yellow eyes and his entire countenance betrayed his reptilian ancestry.

His companion in comparison was slender and although they also owed its origins to reptilian DNA its scaly countenance was more akin to a fish than a lizard, with large eyes and pursed lips, and on closer inspection Merri could see its gills.

“This is Merionwen Strong, Captain of the Tornado” Bagg said

“Good meeting, I Pulsat Rad, this Vanzyl” the shorter of the two said and clicks and whirls began to emanate from Vanzyl which were clearly directed at Pulsat

“Ok I speak” he said and more clicks and whirls followed

“I telling, I telling” Pulsat retorted and to Merri he explained

“Vanzyl say we very much like fix engines, very much like join crew Tornado”

“You fix the engines and you have a deal” she said “on one condition”

“What is?” he asked

“The condition is that you don’t have any strange eating habits” Merri explained and then she observed as the two engineers in waiting looked at each other in what she supposed was puzzlement until Vanzyl made a long whistling noise followed by a succession of clicks and Pulsat snorted.  

“No, no, we eat everything” he said and then he and Vanzyl proceeded to investigate the engines.

“I hope they meant anything and not everything” Merri said

“Only time will tell” Bagg said and laughed

“Talking of food, will you stay and eat” Merri asked 

“That depends, are you a better cook than you are an engineer?”

“Actually I’m a better engineer” she confessed

“In that case I’ll stay, providing you let me cook” he retorted

 

“That was the best meal I’ve eaten in three years” Malena said as she pushed her spotless plate away from her.

“At least three years” Merri echoed 

“Mmmm” was all that Shiyne could manage

“I’m glad you enjoyed it” Visitor Parham responded

“As it might make you more receptive to what I have to say next”

“That sounds ominous” Merri said

“It’s not at all” Shiyne said and smiled because she knew what was on his mind because she was a Vann and the Vann were telepaths.

“So what is it?” Malena asked

“It’s time for me to leave Alwi and continue my travels” Bagg said

“So I would like to join you”

“Well I think I can speak for the whole crew when I say that, providing we can get off this damn moon, you’re welcome to tag along, as ships cook” Merionwen said just at the point Pulsat and Vanzyl appeared

“Engines fixed” the former said

“What already?” Merri asked “You’ve fixed them both?”

“No” Pulsat replied

“We fix four”

“I already had two working” Merionwen said indignantly which prompted Vanzyl to make a long whistling noise followed by a succession of clicks and Pulsat snorted, which clearly denoted laughter in the former and derision in the latter.  

“We fix four” Pulsat repeated and everyone laughed

“So you’ve done in four hours that I haven’t been able to do in almost as many months”

“We are engineers” Pulsat said and everyone laughed again

“Then it looks like we’re getting off this rock at last” Merri said “and we have three new shipmates”

Then after the introductions were made Merri said

“Now sit and eat”

“We eat here?” Pulsat asked

“Where else?” Merri said and Vanzyl uttered a soft whistle like a plaintive flute

The Tornado Sojourns – Chapter 01 – The Back End Of Beyond

In the beginning was the word, and the word was “Fuck!” and that word was followed in quick succession by several other words of profanity, and the deliverer of the colourful tirade of abuse was Merionwen Strong, owner, Captain, Pilot, engineer and all round general dog’s body of the Tempest Class Freighter, Tornado.

The recipients of said abuse were the Plasma Turbine Pyroclast Engines on the fore mentioned Freighter, because although she was a good enough engineer to keep something limping along she didn’t possess the skillset for fixing something that had stopped limping altogether.

This problem was further exacerbated by the fact that she was the best engineer left among the crew and the ship was sitting on the outskirts of a mining town on the surface of Alwi, the fourth moon of the seventh planet Aragon, in the Cammaratian System, which was the sort of place that aspired to be the back end of beyond but couldn’t even manage that.

 

For centuries the reasoned voices of humanity cautioned the politicians and captains of industry on the dangers of taking their natural world for granted, but such voices fell on deaf ears, and because the inhabitants of planet Earth had long abused their blue world, consuming its natural resources and swelling its population past the point where they could produce enough food to satisfy all the hungry mouths, by the middle of the 23rd Century they found it necessary for the inhabitants of Earth to leave their once blue world in their solar system and strive to settle on other worlds in neighbouring systems in order to provide the resources  needed for the home world. 

 

When the inhabitants of Earth left their overcrowded planet their colonization was a great success and they spread like an infestation across the stars, as a result by the middle of the 31st century, human colonies thrived across the universe and in Earths corner of the universe all was calm and peaceful and their solar system was experiencing unprecedented prosperity, but far beyond their backwater solar system it was a very different story.

 

The known universe was in essence divided between two great superpowers, the Legion, which was an alliance of hundreds of humanoid species, of which humans were one, and on the other was the Mehreen Empire a much older and significantly more malevolent union headed by the Mehreen themselves, who were a fearsome warrior race dominated by Amazon like women and they ruled absolutely, and without mercy.

Not that the Legion were any more enlightened, they were equally ruthless and capable of dispensing uncompromising smite without a second thought, but they thought themselves morally superior.

 

But despite their obvious abhorrence of each other a status quo existed between the two great powers and barring the odd skirmish on the fringes of their empires, an uneasy peace existed. 

Although there were conflicts a plenty within their own borders with territorial and cultural disputes and even an occasional insurrection to be put down.

 

The Cammaratian System, where Merionwen was abusing her engines was moderately sized, comprising of 7 planets and some seventy moons, only one of the planets was an M class, Lazarion, the fourth planet, and all of the others were either gaseous, volatile or just plain unpleasant.

There were various mining operations in the system mainly on the numerous moons, the largest of which was on Alwi the fourth moon of the seventh planet Aragon.

The great attraction of the system to Merionwen and other freighter captains like her was the fact that it was, firstly one of the few remaining neutral zones left in the known galaxy and secondly it bordered 11 other systems, all much busier and populous than Cammaratian itself, so it was in effect a short cut, a rat run between systems with the advantage of far less stringent border controls, ideal for those either in a hurry or more likely those transporting contraband.

Using the Cammaratian routes was not without risk however, which was because of the lack of scrutiny of the system by the empires, those choosing the less high profile route were left vulnerable to the other inhabitants of the neutral zone “Scav Raiders” which were in essence little more than pirates, so no one entered the system unarmed unless they were in convoy.

The other reason it was used so readily, despite the perils was because it gave the merchant men easy access to the star gates beyond the frontiers which in turn accessed the lucrative trade routes through hyperspace.

Merionwen didn’t need to traverse the system as part of a convoy as her ship was a Tempest Class Freighter and the Tornado was fast enough to out run most of the predatory pirates and those that she couldn’t beat for pace could be beaten off, either with the twin Pulsar Lasers at the front and a rear facing Plasma cannon.

 

But sometimes not even a fast vessel and a Plasma cannon were enough to escape completely unscathed which was the reason why the Tempest Class Freighter, Tornado was sitting on the outskirts of a mining town on the surface of Aragon fourth moon, Alwi, causing Captain Merionwen Strong to deliverer a colourful tirade of abuse as she struggled to repair the Pyroclast engines.

 

When she landed to make repairs she expected a two or three week stay at most, but weeks quickly turned to months as they discovered the extent of the damage and after half her crew grew restless and signed on with other vessels, it left her shorthanded and desperate and in danger of losing her ship. 

Technically the ship belonged to the Garangon mining company, but as they went out of business when they inadvertently destroyed the moon they were mining, Merionwen’s father kept the Tornado in lieu of payment and it passed to her on his death but after only three years at the helm, losing it had become a very real possibility. 

Fortunately she still had the loyalty of her remaining crew, co-pilot and navigator Malena Endia and Shiyne, who was that rare commodity in any crew, someone who could and would perform any task required of them without question, but her real strength was in the role of negotiator and as an eternal optimist.

 

Merionwen Strong was 28 years old and was best described as statuesque, she was tall, straight backed, and proud.

And was blessed with an abundance of red hair that trailed behind her like a mane and penetrating green eyes and overall you would call her striking and then along with her striking appearance went her forthright, volatile and feisty personality.

She loved the Tornado and she loved her life among the stars and considered herself fortunate to live the life she lived, with friends like Malena and Shiyne, who were like family, and whom she adored and doing the thing she loved to do most in the world fulfilled her.

But, and there was always a but, the thing Merri wanted more than anything in the universe other than that, was someone to share with her the life she loved so much.

It was difficult enough to meet a suitable guy if you lived in a town or a city but she lived in a space freighter in a back water system light years away from the nearest sizable populous planet.

Obviously she had boyfriends from time to time when she was growing up of course, but those relationships never went anywhere, not in a way that she wanted anyway.

Merri had no problem attracting men, in fact the opposite was true, miners, farmers, space trash, bar bums and the military, they all gave her the eye.

They were always persistent, though in truth not only with her, Malena and Shiyne were also on the farm boy’s radar and none of them were interested in them, even though they were at times lonely.

While most of her other admirers, who she did like, had no interest in travelling the stars or living the nomadic life and she had no interest in giving up the life and home she loved.

She remained forever hopeful though and kept her dreams alive but those dreams would never come to fruition if she couldn’t get the bloody engines fixed.


Saturday, 31 December 2022

DON’T THINK EXTRA TERRESTRIAL

 

Don’t think Extra Terrestrial

When this question begs

What is ET short for?

It’s because he's only got little legs

Thursday, 4 August 2022

THE GREAT STAR OF LIGHT

 

The great star of light

Graced the nativity

Where the holy family,

Mary and her child

And the Noble Joseph

Dwelt in the humble stall

 

The beasts in the stable

The Kings of the east

And shepherds from the hill

Witnessed the gift of love

Given by a gracious God

To the sinful world

DARTH VADER WAS SOMETHING OF A BAKER

Darth Vader was something of a baker

It was a side of him he liked to hide

He wasn’t good and when he made biscuits

They were always a little on the dark side 

Tuesday, 19 July 2022

THE SUN AND MOON

 

The sun and moon

Where once in love

But the sun burned hot

With want and desire

While the moon

Was cool and aloof

So they were destined

To be Star-crossed

For all eternity

I LOVE SCI-FI

I Love Sci-Fi , but not all of it To give you a clue, I will just say That I’m in my element when I Boldly go to a galaxy far far away