Posted: 20/April/2005 at 06:12 | IP Logged  |

The show must go on? Ok, go on...

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When Susan appeared in the command module Kuka was already there. Susan was not sure he had left the module at all. She was going to ask him some questions which was worrying her...

'What time we're going to reach our target?' Susan asked the question to start the conversation...

'I don't know' Kreton answered 'I only know we're approaching it'  

Susan was surprised by this answer 'Why? You must know that since you're commanding the ship'

'No. Only Yirr knows that. It's reading your orders, thoughts and wishes and just leads the way to the point. Now you're a commander and you make orders...'

'Have you any instruments to control the flight? How can I know that we're flying in the right direction?'

'We have no any controlling instruments. Yirr makes everything for us...'

'What is the Yirr?'

'Oww... He stands over there.' Kuka pointed at the small metal box standing in the corner 'The only these who's been consecrated can appear to Yirr.' he explained with a piety. 'Of course you're a commander, you can.'

'Why?'

'You wanted to know where are we flying. You can only ask Yirr himself. He will answer. Or won't... The Yirr is our god and the only consecrated can figure on answer. He's never answered my questions but you should try. Only Zhane could talk with him earlier...'

'Ok.' Susan warily approached to Yirr 'Dear mr. Yirr, would you be so kind to answer are you sure we're flying in the right direction?'

There was no answer, Yirr was attached on it's place and didn't reveal activity... Susan repeated the question but with no result again... 'Damned piece of iron' she thought angrily 'either you'll answer my questions or I'll beat out all crap from your iron brains'

That time something began to scratch inside the Yirr's body... After some seconds of anguished attempts Yirr told in scretching voice 'Try you're fucking bastard. Do you think if these squamate fuckers has appointed you to be a commander so you can offend me - great and omnipotent Yirr? No way boy, it's my territory.'

'Does the iron box really talk or I've got a hallucinatory delusions?' Susan was confused.

'Where the fuck they have found such a stupid moron again?' Yirr went on his monologue 'I have asked these reptiles to find a someone smart who I can work with. And what? What the fuck these stupid squamate morons brought to here? A new idiot. Only another idiot... Damn! This ship is going to fall to pieces soon since it has only moronial bastards crew aboard, except me of course.'

Susan looked to Kreton but he stood with a stoned face and seemed he's gone into religious ecstasies... His god was talking the Word...

'What the fuck this idiot asks me such a stupid questions? Oh yeah, whether we're moving in the right direction? The smartest question! How can we go wrong direction if you're defining the end point? So here any direction is a right one!!! Is it really so fucking hard to strain your mind even once?'

'Oh god, how can the simple iron box to tell so long? And why it tells I'm a boy? Do I really look like a boy now?' Susan thought

Suddenly Yirr stopped talking. A second pause hung in module 'Wait a minute I need to look it myself' scratched Yirr and two stalked eyes appeared from his body... Yirr had looked over Susan swearing his blindness and cried gaily 'Oh shit! My grandma blessed me from the skies! Woman on board!'