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Drifter....Tia....Shiver....Omega
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I was high above the city observing the society of Homo Sapien below me and wondering What it must it be like to feel like you belong, are part of a greater whole; this is a question that concerns me often as I feel as if I am the perpetual stranger.
That's when I heard Omega call over my Commsband asking
" Hey Jessica, you here at HQ or out and about?"
Then I answered back
"Drifter to Omega presently I am above the city of Oakland please state your interest as to my location"
To which Omega replied.
"I was just seeing if you could help me improve my technique of my power. You know, add more finesse. If you're busy though, I can wait. That's if you're still up for it."
As my team member and making a reasonable request I agreed
"Understood Drifter returning to Head Quarters ETA 7.5 minutes lading pad north"
Omega was waiting for me when I landed and repeated his request
"Still have time to spare, maybe too much time to spare."
Then he asked me and stated an observation
"How was your flight? I see your wearing your suit."
I believe he was excited by the prospect of improving his talent because he continued.
"You ready to teach me to be more precise? How to get me to make the thread go through the needle? How to get me to take a machine apart without breaking it? How to... never-ending, you ready?"
I informed him of my reason for continuing wearing my Pink flight suit and the origin of my control of my own ability.
"I know they want me to wear the league uniform but it is ugly and doesn't suit me on a personal level. The Pink is my color and as a flyer makes me recognizable at a distance which I hope prevents friendly fire incidents but that's not why I'm here.
You seem to wish to focus of precision and I commend you for that but think that how I was trained might not be correct for you. You see my skill is based off of a sense that few if any beside myself poses.
I was forced to identify objects around me using only my spatial awareness while blindfolded since I was 11 years old."
"Threading a needle using your Talent with TK is an exercise you can practice on your own just remember that such a micro task will in the beginning be one of more failures that sucess.
Disassembly of machinery is simple for myself because using my spatial awareness at close range allows me to see the object of my intent as if I were viewing it from all angles at once. This means I don't require the object to be rotated or I move to see it's far side. You on the other hand need to either develop a way use your own TK as a tactile slash visual sense or rotate it but I can say the biggest hurdle is trying to make the task not one where you over think it; you just do it.
I was never trained how to be an instructor and caught myself babbling and apologized
"I guess I went on a rant there and should have asked you Instead to pick the first thing you'd like me to help you practice instead of going into an information overload "
Omega answered
"You kinda did rant, but I think I'm interested in using my TK in that tactile slash visual way. I also want to get better with being able to show a some forms of dexterity... I know I can do it on my one, I just sucks with the focusing part. If I could get that down, I'd be pretty good with practicing and I'd owe you big."
I decided to explain by asking
"I can say that my talent to sense things is tied to my ability to sense magnetic fields surrounding everything which gives me an edge on this type of training.
I'm wondering can you pick something up with you eyes closed? That's how you begin, by handling things and sensing their weight a texture.
Omega admitted saying
Umm well I think. I've never really tried that to be honest.
If I already know where something is it's not too difficult. Sometimes I picture my power as if there are invisible hands doing my bidding, but I'm sure I can get more advanced with time. Hmm.... I'll close my eyes and you move somewhere. Silently. And then I'll try to lift you from the spot of your choosing. No hints."
"Plus this gives you time to think about your payment. Don't make me feel bad by not letting me pay you back. Is money good? You don't seem like the type of person who cares for it."
I informed him I was willing to help to answer a question I had as well
"I am curious if I can sense your ability in function, if it causes disturbances in the magnetic field. I mean as it is a mental power and the brain functions off of electrical impulses and electricity disrupts magnetic fields I believe it is possible.
Of course I hope yours isn't as tactile as my own because it might be embarrassing "
Then I told him I'd cleaned myself of ferrous oxide dust
"There I've cleared my suit and hair of the oxides that normally surround everyone so it shouldn't make me feel slippery"
Omega said
"You love your big words, don't you?
And I'm not telling you to stop, I get enough of what you say to make some sense of it."
Tried to use his hands as a focus telling me not to squirm once his power held me and only managed to grab Don one of the guards stationed there; Don complained.
I feel I must add that when I said her used his hands as a focus he didn't physically touch me as I was 12 feet away.
He told me he could do it, he could feel me out and didn't care if it sounded perverted because he wanted to complete his task then he urged me to move to another spot to make his job harder.
As he focused his TK on me I began to sense a small shift in the local magnetic field and would have normally erected a barrier comprised of Iron oxides as a shield but as I was helping Omega learn to sense objects with his mind allowed it to happen unresisted. When he had me in his power he said.
"This is fucking incredible, it's like I can feel... everything. I'm just really slow with it, but it's a start. You make a good teacher. If you're not tired or busy, I can use help identifying stuff. Like go place random things on the ground, preferably inside, and I can guess what they might be or if you have something else in mind. It's all your call. I don't want you to feel like I'm using you. We're friends, I'd you wanna tell me to 'go fuck off and do it on your own' it's cool."
Michaels words confused me for a moment because he seemed worried about offending; something I've never known anyone to worry about so I told him.
"I'm not sure why you feel the need to pay me or that you might offend me by asking my help in improving yourself. If you were to examine the request logically you'd see that any improvement you might make will benefit me in the end. Your expansion of skill makes you a better asset in combat or rescue situations and removes part of the burden off myself; it is how a team operates.
I am benefited as well by learning to associate with others which was an area my handlers saw little need to teach me.
I am not a whole being and I am aware that even were I a mundane human I'd be thought a freak among my peers. I have no social skills and no experience among my age group, I' ve never kissed anyone not even a parent or sibling."
He confirmed my explanation of team benefits and then added that he understood that I expected no return payment an said
"As your friend I'm gonna help you uh, catch up and get all the skills and experience you need. All you need is a bucket list. Don't even have to write it down an you've already made a friend and a kiss? Easy. You have two choices. I could do it. It'll just be a kiss though, ok? Oooor we can go hunt someone down. We got the training out of the way so, let's get you trained in living life as you should."
He made his offer as a friend showing little if any romantic interest at least by my estimation as I sensed no increased blood flow to his extremities or genitals..
I laughed at the at the offer to be my first kiss an said
"Thank you for the offer to be my first but even as unskilled as I am I know boyfriend poaching is a dangerous pursuit and you are staked out territory. We might be innocent in our intentions but Shiver might not see it that way and the ensuing conflict between myself and she could be disastrous. I was permitted for the last year I was on Lively Island to attend movie night and my minimal observation of Romcoms left me with the impression that such things are like old artillery shells; unpredictable.
What I need socially at the moment is an older brother type, what the Japanese call a Sempi. I'm interested in eventually forming a sexual relationship with either a male or female of our species but my lack of complete understanding of people leaves me defenseless and open to being used.
I don't think I would handle that well in part because I was insulated from such things and on the other because I was trained to react aggressively to any and all attacks.
I'd most likely kill whomever was responsible and I am not speaking figuratively."
He said he could picture me as a little sister an told me I was likeable, innocent and dangerous then compared me for some reason to a computer. After that he asked had I ever been shopping or to a Mall.
I informed him of my somewhat unformed bucket list saying
"I understand the concept of a bucket list and perhaps have a short one already made but believe it to be beyond what is normally considered acceptable material.
First on my list is to achieve Orbital Altitude which is now within my ability to accomplish as I have recently acquired a specially made suit to supply my needs in such harsh conditions.
My Second most important need is problematic because if the Squints have been honest with me is a pipe dream. I want to know who my father is and was told that his genetics are not in any database known.
One Squint said that they did have a potential Mitochondrial trace of my father's Genographical origins to the region of Attica an the Peloponnesian people about 100 BCE to 200 CE. Strangely enough the trace shows my father born within two generations of the time period mentioned.
Third is personal freedom of movement, something I've never known.
I wonder what it is like to not be controlled in my life, to make my own choices. Basically I think of myself as a Slave of the dominant Homo Sapien society or at best an Indentured Military Conscript of undefined terms of service.
Fourth on my list is to find a true friend, someone who doesn't see me as a monster, who accepts me as a person.
The rest of the list is yet formed in a manner which I could communicate in an intelligible manner." says Jesse as she floats about a foot above the ground as she always does.
Frankly I was surprised that I told him such detail about myself and on introspection realized it was because he was Meta and male. On farther examination of my reason I have come to believe he could serve the purpose of a much needed elder male in my mental and emotional development.
Then I told him my sounding like a computer was because my instructors an the squints insisted on my debriefings being as complete as I could make them.
It is why when I ran away that I eventually returned because try as I might I couldn't make friends. It reinforced how different I am than others my age. Honestly I thought it was because I am a Meta an they were Mundanes but since coming here an being surrounded by others who are Meta I have discovered that it goes deeper than that.
I want to be accepted without altering who I am to suit others because I think to do so would be dishonest and I enjoy honesty and the clarity it brings."
Then I had to tell him I lacked the monetary resources to go shopping and thought it would be a frustrating exercise; I think I confused him because he seemed to pause and have to think about what I said
He told me I had already struck one desire from my bucket list which I believe was another offer of friendship and assured me the rest will follow in due time if I was patient.
Then he said
"Ok. First, don't change your computer tone. I think it's to the point and it makes me chuckle, and not in a bad way. Second, you're just socializing, don't get a headache over it. You look like your getting constipated every time you feel a different emotion as we talk.
Relax is what I mean. Just for a little at least.
Oh and third. Like 80% of people our age go to the mall and sometimes don't spend a dime on anything."
I was going to ask why anyone would set a useless task for themselves when his wrist device displayed what I believe was a actual free thought saying he'd given a faulty statistic and he threatened to abandon it in his quarters before telling me
"Anyway, it we want to spend money, I got you covered. I have... a lot of funds saved up. A lot. And I get paid a good amount to work here with the team. But who knows how long that'll last with management shifting."
After which he made the strange observation that I lacked sufficient reasons to live by saying
"So are you in? Or do you have more reasons not to live. Who knows the next time we'll be able to have some quality fun."
I was forced to make a complete review of everything I'd said because I couldn't recall any statement that might convey such an estimate.
Stumped I decided the best course was to ask
"May I ask the meaning of your statement that suggests I display a declining effort towards maintaining my life?"
He said
"What I mean is, you're not enjoying your life. If you're not enjoying it then what quality does it have. I mean, I could live to be 500 years old, but what does it matter if I never did anything for me in those 500 years. Now those Squints have already taken years from you. Years of social life and experiences that are hard to make up for. Don't you want enjoyment?"
I told him I'd help lighten his load of wealth and his answer had lead me to believe that perhaps I am being paid and am not aware of it.
Then we flew towards the Mall and while in transit her asked me about how my Spatial awareness worked
I told him how I perceive the magnetic fields of the earth which surround everything on the planet. That It is a 360 view and it extends beyond that allowing me to see around corners.
I could see around him, tell him where every tiny piece of metal is on his person, and if he had any electronic devices an if they are active or inactive.
I don't just see these thing I feel them too, if necessary I can even describe detail with my eyes closed; see through clothing after my own fashion.
I can even tell if a woman has silicone or saline breast augmentation.
The last bit I learned when I realized one of my female handlers had returned from holiday with a radically enlarged breast size.
That was when you (Shiver) teleported on top of the Mall and informed me that I was scheduled to patrol
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