Cartesian Coordinates by Kara Hale

Author:Kara Hale [Hale, Kara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2015-04-03T22:00:00+00:00

Part III

Not many people knew it, but I had a secret that would have forced me to be bottle necked into a uniform distinctly different than the black and blue of the Air Corps. I lied on my entrance exams and to every commanding officer I’d ever had, even Commander Samson. I could count on one hand the number of people who actually knew the truth about me.

I was slightly psychic.

Not enough to put me on the Psych Corps radar or to score very high on their standardized tests, but enough to boost my intuition and get a stray fragment of feeling from anyone projecting loudly enough.

However, it was strong enough to give me a talent that even Sappho couldn’t hold on to regularly. I could dream walk.

I could never control it nor extract subconscious manifestations from actual reality, but I knew that each night there would be the possibility that I would be trapped inside the mind of someone else. I was stuck watching and feeling and being that person, with no way to make it stop.

After it first manifested, I always took the night shift and downed any anti-sleeping pills I could get my hands on. But, after being assigned to Brigadier Eagle, my supply dwindled, and then diminished. That was when the walking started again.

I wrote it off, hoping they were simple dreams but knowing full well they were anything but. When I became inexplicably intertwined with Darien’s partner, walking with him every time I closed my eyes, I knew that I could no longer say it was just a dream.

***

“How the kijin do you know my name, First Lieutenant?” Darien scowled at me, his face no longer resembling the carefree youngster I had seen in my walking. The war had hardened and chilled him into a true soldier. His eyes were more steel then merry, and his uniform was practically in rags with his boots the only item not maintaining permanent damage. The Garand Pistol at his hip was polished and he lightly rested a dirty nail bitten hand on it, obscuring a pale ivory handle. I almost wept for the loss of this near stranger’s innocence.

“I...heard of you on a telecast a while back,” I lied. These people didn’t have psychics and would no doubt cry me a witch or some such if they knew. It had happened before.

“They have been chattering lately of my renegade band of thieves. But you’re no Riocian come to claim the hefty reward on my head.” He paused, tapping his chin. “Coalition?” he asked sharply.

“Hell no. We’ve been fighting those bastards for ages. Rebel Harrier Platoon,“ I lied again. Better to harvest kinship with your enemy then hatred. I hoped my comrades had done the same, if I even still had comrades. “Did you capture any others?”

“A few, but most of them put up a damn good fight. Shame that, to lose so many excellent soldiers,” he said. His grin was too shark like to be playful. He truly had changed.

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