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“They are sooo rare! “ Delise was stood in front of three? “Cubbies.. They’re Cubbies.Anaset delivered them here earlier. A gift, from Mama AND instructions that Ocasa has to take care of them!”
“Why Cubbies and WHY Ocasa? I did not think he was fond of them.”
Not true. Ocasa had always loved the thought of owning a ‘Cubbie’. Very expensive and for good reason.
They were, what his Papa had told him; known as Canine, back on the old Earth world Solus 3. Nicknamed ‘Furries’ though the Corporation term ‘Cubbies’ soon established their title.
The original Canines could not survive in space so Corporation F34 produced ‘familiars’ - Cubbies!
Sentient and virtually identical to the normal species
BUT the more sophisticated ones, contained Silica based control systems, with regen implants AND MEMORY modules.
Capable of storing TRILL of data bytes.
Whole star systems, control functions, security and so much more ? They were astonishing.
Cute, cuddly and looking so amused by everything going on around them? As for Anaset? She had left them, with refreshments Delise AND the others who turned up later were puzzled by the sight of food having been consumed but by WHO?
Cubbies did NOT need FOOD! ~
Recharging ports and energy supplies yes, but FOOD; no!
YET, some FOOD and refreshments had been ‘eaten, drank’?
“Would not have been Anaset. She did not hang aroumd after their delivery.” Delivery might have been another subject for discussion.
“I did not see any crate, or other transport cases. You know, the normal ones these, would have been delivered in NOR, was there a note, from those such as La Toyah? Lady Cistera (Lasy Kempseys daughter) was stroking one of the Cubbies who appeared to respond well to her demonstration of affection.
“I don’t see a terminal port..” “Usually on a Cubbie, it is next, to the rear right leg.?” “No definitely NO port. This one is soo realistic it is almost alive! “ “Well they are SENTIENT Cis!” “Ah true. Each one has its own sentient life force. I wonder if they have names?”
“Names? Hmm I wonder. Ask them..” One of the ‘Cubbies shifted forwards to look at Delise, she could swear it was grinning. “I am Loci, my setlets (sisters) are called Anai AND Poci.” “Data storage devices? AI Qiverse search functions?
They appeared, to be able to answer an infinite number of queries. BUT, Cubbies of the more expensive types were used for mini computer as we would know them; storage and retrieval.
“What is an Animorph and where are they from?’ “Bexes. Fourth quadrant, north west of Fendiq. ALL from Bexes, are capable, of transformation. “ It looked at Mirvara.
From Bexes AND capable, of transforming into a Jaguar? She leaned in to stroke it.. Kind of symbiotic emotive response. not, quite understand why ..but she was getting some sense, of euphoria!
“Where is Ocasa?” “With Torvan and Chadren. I think Anaset, sent someone, to tell him, that Mama’s gift, has arrived.” She giggled. “Cubbies.. it, will be interesting, to see his reaction!”
‘These are quite amusing.’ Loci had shifted, to stand next to the other ‘Cubbies’.
Unknown, to those around them, they, were communicating with each other.
“We know Ocasa so we are told, has a fondness for us as is’.
The appearance of Ocasa, with Edram and Torvan in tow.. gave rise to some relief on the faces of those around the ? “No way! “ Ocasa was delighted. The question delayed as to why, Mama had sent them, was due in part to the excitement; thus such, was the last thing on his mind.
1aLIAS is from new frontier Colony 455. Now entering the domicile, somewhat not in good form? to end up in the designated recreation area. Kets had accepted, its peculiarities. One, of three, of his kind on Onica. The other two, are elders.
They, have been here, for almost two years. His skills, included biometric and isomorphic, specialised defence equipment, build, maintenance. Research into new systems. A true ‘Geek’ in every sense of the word,. NOT at all enamored by the presence of these ‘Cubbies’.
HOWEVER, there was, a strange reaction from iaLIAS. No matter how hard it stared, STARED at the newly adopted ‘pets’, the ability, sync, to communicate with them, as should have been the case.. there was NO response.
Loci had moved to shift in front of the others. being stroked by Ocasa,
‘This is a sentient embryonic type 5 being. IT, cannot breathe, without a xeo 4 gas mix. Composure and stance is showing that IT is struggling to breathe. The mix is wrong. I will correct the mix.” 1aLIAS felt his gases changing?
Purifications processes were being mysteriously activated.
The crystals used for that processes IT knew, were low and, had been responsible for, the problems he was experiencing. His Elder Kin, would have cursed and been less than amiable; as IT had been due to negligence on ITs part to refresh the crystals
Now the crystals, were regrowing, at an astonishing rate, within the container, fastened to his back. Systems readings, were optimized to a very acceptable level. Breathing restored and, the flush, of fresh gases delivered a calming effect.
The thought as to why he could NOT communicate with the ‘Cubbies’?
“Good to see you 1aLIAS.” Chadren, had puled out an audio sensor translator device, to hand to IT.
“Can’t get it to work.” The device was now being scanned. The eyes flickered as IT now registered the fault within.
“Sub section mo 4 sensor needs replacing. Drop by after the concert and i will repair this for you.” 
“Those Kalheiron are being given some menial tasks to complete. Punishment for their deceit. One of the ‘triplets’ was an Elder hence the reason, we did not, think they were anything but twins.
Only the TWINS were seen around together.
Apparently they sent in the first one earlier with the others following a later date.”
“How is Sadown?” Chadren was sipping on a Frubu wash. “Resting and, Meladi is looking after her. The trophy, is with her, as I felt her waking to see that, would remind her, that she is a WINNER!
Her fluids have to be refreshed. They have similar to Clossistrial but not if you know what I mean.. essential nutrients and similar.
Delivered via a valve on her body. It’s small, almost invisible. She had me touch it and accept that it was there and what it was for.
Also to reassure me, that IF it came to an emergency HOW to activate the secondary fluid reserves. I really like Sadowan.
My Ketlev (sister) I am currently avoiding. We all know she can be intemperate!“
There was, some agreement re that. For Chadren liking Sadowan a Vendaren was definitely ‘NOT going to happen in her lifetime’ let alone HIS if he continued to prioritize her as a would be ‘partner’?
Thankfully, at the moment, distractions were taking it was, only, a short time, to the concert.
All is being finalized, with the audio and visuals sequencers, now fully aligned.
Power systems boosted by extra Graphene modules. The Obelisk interferes with some of the more advanced systems, so shielding, had to be included, to prevent issues, arising from those high tech optics.”
Reading the message transmitted onto his shelde unit, Ocasa sat back and read the communication.
Looking at the ‘Cubbies’ and and then back to at the shelde. He howled. “How can Mama expect me to ..”
Delise took the shelde off him and stared at it.
“You have to take them with you to the concert. The designated zone, has been especially set aside for you.”
Delise giggled. Ocasa however was now no longer amused. His original enthusiasm and delight was now having him realize the implications of what would be irksome re completing his Mama’s request?
Loci, had now reached Ocasa, joined by the two others, All three of them stood looking at hims?
‘He is cute. His Ketlevs (sisters), are Haphketsut. Parentia ‘Mama’ is an Impericus. One of the ancients.
He has no power but many know it is not wise to upset his kith and kin who are Haphketsut. ‘
‘Shall we enlighten him?’ Auai was now in agreement with them both. ‘Now might be a good time.
They are going to be in a state of shock! BUT it WILL be of great amusement!’
They are all very agreeable.
Good sentiments, towards each other. Friends? Probably directly or indirectly. All good’.
The obelisk lit up.. for those looking on, the markings across it,
flared with a bright intense light..
We can all go, on 1, 2, 3.. and...
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