May 22nd, 2552 Another time
Test Pilot/ Part-time mechanic/un-diplomatic Diplomat, Kat James Reporting
Medical still has me taking it easy, and Aziz and the other fates got together while he was waiting for the doctors to clear me. It was weird, he just kind of froze for a moment, before fading from sight.
I smiled at the doctor and shrugged. “You get used to it,” I explained. I think them getting used to us is a lot easier than us getting used to them.
Aziz returned as the Medic was finishing up my paperwork and suggested we go for a walk. I have to admit it was a nice change, although, from the looks of things it is not something Aziz is familiar with.
As we walked I asked questions and Aziz shook his head. “You are infinitely young,” he sighed. “With the curiosity of youth. When you are older – you will settle and contact will be easier.”
“Will it?” I asked.
He shrugged. “It is so for our people… for the most part. Most of us are happy to live as we do – to follow the known patterns and walkways of our lives.”
I didn’t want to press, but I did want to know more, especially about Baljatuun, the explorer. At some point in their lives The Fates must have explored, how else would they have gotten here?
According to Aziz, they have always been here— and yet, they do not remember our first passing through here. Just the return of the Old one, and our arrival now.
All I really got out of him was that Baljatuun was a lot like me. That made him sad.