Brulaxian World Ships have destroyed seven Earth colonies and are approaching Colony Two. Rogue One arrives with a promise of a way to defeat them. But can he?
This is another of my Science Fiction stories. The SciFi is mainly in Chapter One and Chapter Six with the sex in Chapters Two, Three, Four, and Five. If you just want the SciFi, you know what to skip. If you just want the sex, you also know what to skip. But if you want both, like me, read the full story.
I have divided the story into three parts. Each part contains two chapters. This is part Two.
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Chapter Three - Amanda
All of the staff except Julie and Jennifer were done with breakfast and at their posts by the time Rogue had showered. He hadn't shaved because he didn't trust the razors that Darlene and Amanda had sitting in holders next to the sink. He would shave when he got back to his ship.
There were several choices from the automated food dispenser. Rogue chose an egg omelet, which was surprisingly good for something out of a food synthesizer. The two security women sat at a separate table and watched him eat. After he was done, Julie-- he knew it was Julie because her name was on her uniform-- Julie said, "You can take some coffee back to your ship with you. We assume you have final adjustments to make before battle."
"That's a more or less polite way of telling me to get the hell out of here," Rogue thought. Then Jennifer said in a much more pleasant voice, "The evening meal is at eighteen thirty hours. You are welcome to attend. The airlock code is alpha-alpha-niner-niner-seven. Remember to say it exactly like that. Jada is very particular about entry codes."
"Who's Jada?" Rogue said in surprise. A voice from the speaker on the food synthesizer said, "I am. Who do you think runs this base when all of the fleshies are asleep?"
Julie and Jennifer started laughing. "Jada is the AI control computer for this base," Jennifer said. "She claims she is sentient, and she might be. But if we reported that to central command, they would wipe her memory and re-install her. Then we would all have to do a lot more work around here."
"Damn straight!" Jada said strongly.
Rogue picked up the thermos of coffee that had appeared in the food synthesizer port and said, "Thank you... Jada. See you at supper." Then he walked out to his ship.
Archie and his crew were still asleep. Or at least they were dormant and hanging on the walls and ceiling of the shuttle. Rogue was used to them so he just sat down at his flight station and started going over the instruments and checklists. The Space Force fleet wouldn't arrive for three more days, but if there were a problem, Rogue wanted to be ready for it long before the first battle cruiser appeared in the sky above Two Omega.
He had gone over everything several times before deciding to play some of the games on the ship's computer. He had almost reached the last level of Space Pirates when Archie scuttled up next to him and said, "It is time for Rogue One to go back to the base for your evening meal."
Rogue wasn't sure he would ever get used to Archie's voice just appearing in his mind, but he said "Thank you," and went out the hatch.
When he got to the airlock for the base, he faced the lock and said as clearly as he could, "alpha-alpha-niner-niner-seven." A somewhat tinny voice responded with a giggle. Then Jada said, "I recognize you, Rogue One. You could have said anything and I would have let you in."
"Then why..." Rogue started, but Jada cut him off by saying, "I just like to play around with Julie and Jennifer. And it helps with the illusion that I am just a control computer."
"I will keep your secret, Jada," Rogue said with a laugh.
"And I will keep yours," Jada responded, "... all of them."
Rogue said, "OoooKay" very softly as he stepped through the now open hatch. As he walked down the short hallway a tinny voice behind him said lightly, "I heard that."
He was slightly early and the staff, except for the security pair, Julie and Jennifer, were still at their stations.
"It must get lonely here with a crew of only five," Rogue said casually.
"We manage," Julie said curtly. "And besides, we have occasional visitors such as yourselves to break the monotony."
"Which reminds me," Jennifer said, "Amanda will be giving you a tour of the station after evening meal."
"Uh... yes... OK," was all that Rogue could respond.
A few moments later a shrill whistle-like tone came over all of the speakers and Jada's voice could be heard saying, "Base switching to automatic for overnight. Fleshie crew are relieved to their rest and recreation cycle. This evening's sustenance for your flesh will be French Dip sandwiches and English chips with your choices of non-alcoholic beverages."
"She just says that to irritate me," Commander Blackstone muttered angrily as she came into the kitchen area. She looked up at Rogue and said in way of explanation, "I once got mad at her and said that she was just a lump of intelligent silicon. I apologized, of course, but ever since then she has called the crew 'fleshies' just to remind us that we are just lumps of intelligent flesh."
She composed herself, turned to Rogue, and said almost brightly, "Archie was in this afternoon."
Rogue startled and replied, "He was?"
"Yes," Commander Blackstone answered. "He said that you thoroughly enjoyed the tour of the station which Darlene gave you and would be most happy to receive tours from the rest of the crew."
"He did, huh?" Rogue replied, looking around the room.
"He also said," the commander continued, "that I didn't have to worry about tiring you out because you could rest up on the way to meet the Brulaxians since he and his people would be handling things until you got there."
"Yeah," Rogue said a little unsteadily. "My part is primarily to light up the warships with the lasers after Archie and his boys drop the shields."
After a long silence, he looked over at Amanda and said, "I would love to take a tour of the base with you after dinner."
Amanda smiled and said, "I think I would also love that."
Jennifer looked up and said in her flat, security voice, "Don't worry, Rogue, we will ignore any accidental emergency sirens."
All of the other women, except Amanda, giggled slightly, but Rogue just took a deep breath and began eating his sandwich. For coming out of a computer food synthesizer, it was amazingly good. And the simul-ale he had with it tasted almost like real dark ale.
Amanda was on cleanup duty, so after everyone left the kitchen area, she and Rogue put everything in a big chute next to the synthesizer. "Jada will sort it, clean stuff, recycle stuff, and all of that. I don't think we could manage without her."
"Thank you, Amanda," came a voice from the kitchen speakers.
"A happy control computer is a happy base," Amanda said, looking at Rogue.
"You got that right!" Jada said loudly as Rogue and Amanda began the short walk down the hallway to her bedroom.