A trip to the Greatest Lakes today with OVALS. Clonehoppers like to hang around low Earth orbit while they juice up. There are all kinds of things to watch around Lake Superior.
Lake Superior
With Madrigal, Corcoran, Simpson & Hao
“Look at that. Don’t you want to just slide in there and take a nap”? Corcoran says to Madrigal, as they hang out in low earth orbit over the gorgeous jewel, Lake Superior.
Ovals, as we call this species, due to their crafts, which house their cloned minds, prefer to sleep under water. I guess you can imagine it’s womb-like for them. It should be clear that they were likely born underwater, and spend their earliest times with their parents in the seas.
Madrigal responds. “I’m not sure I’ve ever seen anything as inviting. But, have you ever scanned it?” She asks.
“Never have.” Corcoran says.
“It’s rough”. She says. “Full of crafts.”
“Whose crafts?” He asks
“Theirs, it’s all over the bottom. Buoyancy could be an issue for them. This body isn’t static, it moves a lot.” She answers.
Corcoran is scanning. “Oh my goodness.” He says. Then he sees Simpson, “Here he comes.”
Just then Simpson darts out from the freshwater sea without a sound and without even stirring the surface.
Corcoran, Madrigal and Hao open up their delta formation and let him into the center.
“Ohhhhh yeaaaaaahhhhh!” He screams as he comes up to meet them.
“Well” Simpson says. “That’s a lot of fun. I get good juice out of the energy transfer from those freezing cold waters down there. Moving up to the surface generates nice thermal convection, and the conduction from that is enough.”
“What are they doing down there?” Hao asks, as he directs their attention to some activity in one of the little bays on the western tip of the lake.
They zoom their vision to see, and it looks like someone is in trouble with somebody else. There is some kind of conflict.
“OK, no cheating.” Corcoran says. “We have to guess what’s happening before we read in.” They are going to try to guess what’s happening before they just read telepathically into the minds of the people down there, because as soon as they read into a mind, they are noticed.
Humans, even though they never truly realized it very well, possessed a pretty strong observer effect. They knew when someone was looking at them, or when someone would get into their mind space. They didn’t realize it, but sometimes they wouldn’t just randomly look at the sky, they looked up, because someone was looking at them.
Simpson: “I say they’re gambling. Or some other kind of seedy operation.”
Madrigal: “They’re just having a lunch break or other social time, it’s nothing dramatic or particularly interesting.”
Corcoran: “ I want to agree with Madrigal, but I’ll say it’s an inspection or some business related activity having to do with the safety of their crafts. Have you seen the bottom? I’ll bet they stay on top of that the best they can.”
Hao: “I bet it’s a conflict. Like food, or one of the backwards right of way issues they give each other.”
“Look at you, Hao, you got it.” Corcoran says. “Someone was poaching food off-season. The local people stepped in to stop it because the fish have to mate before they’re eaten, or else they won’t have enough later.”
“That makes sense.” Madrigal says.
“It must be hard for the people down there who like to think things through, since the majority of them seem to be reactive and oblivious, and in a hurry, and short-sighted.” Hao says.
“OK clowns, I’m going to make another juice run to the bottom of this thing, see you in a few seconds.” Simpson says. He leaves the delta and disappears to the bottom of the lake. Rising up through the water, he gathers the energy from the heat transfer conduction, and the delta opens for him again.
“It’s really delicious looking down there.” He says.
“I went with you.” Madrigal says. “I would so much love to take a real body nap in there.”
“I wish.” Corcoran says. “I wish.”
The End.
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