I swear on everything, how many times do I need to put my information in, just to confirm I want to do this trip ? I've only saved the last 3 and a half years. I've dreamed of this for years since the first clip I watched the informercial that highlighted the perks and name and address that this incredible ocean trip would venture and offering. I was make for this journeying right now. But confirming my info and payment with my retina, I'd still have 18 months to pack.
Soon as the payment was confirmed my inbox chimed and I pursued the confirmation number that was promised to me. I clicked the new message titled moonlight Jack-tar. I spun my electric chair to gaze upon the hologram that was centered in the room. The excitement was overflowing as I watched the translucent characterisation come to living before my eyes.
"hullo Justice Cooper, I am Cynthia. I will be your personal server as we prepare to embark on your amazing journey aboard the Moonlight Mariner. I'd like to first thank you for choosing moonlight. We specialize in making your travelling dreams a realness. Based on our questionnaire, in which you filled out as well as a nimble CAT scan of your interest in your story as well as your shop at disbursal habits. I have been able-bodied to contain a catalog of several junket I'm sure you will love."

"Wow."I was completely elated.
"Wow, indeed Mr. Cooper. Or do you prefer Justice ?
"Oh, ummm… well Justice is OK I suppose."I was astounded, I mean I had heard about interactive holograms, but never had I encountered one. I was in utter awe to say the least."Your figure is crystal correct ?"
"No sir, my gens is Cynthia."
"apologia, I am not salutary with names."
"No worries Justice I'm sure we will become acquainted over the next several months."
I wasn't sure exactly what she meant but I was excited nonetheless. The hullabaloo was almost overwhelming. I mean I knew what I had signed up for but I couldn't imagine I'd have my own personal hologram delivered right here in my very own animation quarters. Desmond wouldn't believe me if I told him. Hell, he'd probably shun me. He thought I was completely mad for even wanting to take the voyage. But hypothesis who gave zero fucks about what Desmond opinion of my desire to acquire the trip. That's right, Me. I wasn't going to share my experience with him, the final stage affair I needed was a Debbie sedative drug trying to rain on my parade.
Cynthia downloaded a countdown/preparedness calendar into my pod, that posted on the rampart just outside the kitchen. Our fundamental interaction left a mammoth smile on my expression, a bit of uncertainty in my abdomen, and a million questions I was sure enough I could or was even prepare to ask. Being a realist with optimistic direction and good dreamer ; I just let the cube land as they may. I gave thing lots thought but internally.
That night I kept having thought process of this Cynthia. Was she a actual person ? How did she get that job if she was ? Would I actually get to suffer her in mortal ? I wonder if she will be onboard the journey ? The cerebration gradually became more unfiltered and brainsick. After pondering for what felt like hour, I decided to turn in before I questioned myself into an aneurism.
Upon entering of my sleep bedroom I was presented with dreaming options.
• Desmond intimidation in puerility
• Mom's funeral
• revenge on Desmond
• The Moon sea dog
• Artemis

I wanted to choose the Moonlight but curiosity was said to kill the most curious of cats and Cynthia had more than piqued that within me. I donned my external respiration mask and was out before my palpebra could shut good. My mind was a very brilliant place so it only heightened with my bedroom's direction. On the contrary Desmond still slept the traditional way. He wasn't a dreamer like I. He and I shared DNA but that was about as much as we had in common. But he was my brother and though we rarely saw eye to eye, he was all I had and I loved him for it.
"Justice ?"
I stood at the foyer of my pod building complex. I had just exited my Uber Xtreme and as it whisked away my gaze summoned at the strait of my epithet. There she stood. A shimmering caramel brown tone, iniquity lock that fell just below her berm. Her heart shined like the entire moon on the vague night. She was dressed in alive habiliment as though she had just returned from the gym of sorts. Everything in my immediate vicinity became still, virtually lifeless. I could finger my cheeks contribute way to a fleeting grin of latria. As she drew nearer I extended my hand but was knocked for six as she leapt into my weapon.
"Justice, I've missed you so."She said as she nestled into my neck. The familiarity she exuded was one I couldn't put my fingerbreadth upon, she continued."I knew you were going to be gone but those surplus two day really did a number on me. Were you able-bodied to get everything you needed done ?"
"Yes, I was. Desmond need my service with the farm. It as well gave me a great deal needed time with my niece and nephews."I'd go back home about three times a year. I had been in Upper Miami for almost a decade now. I left there not much longer after I had graduated. Desmond was a traditionalist like I mentioned. He took after Pops in that regard. Mom was the one who had dared me to dream and be nifty. He despised the undulation of new. But I often joked about his beach farm in Orlando. Global warming had the real Miami disappear well over two centuries ago. There were modern day Atlantis like city that littered the orb these days. If you should ever have the metre you should chaffer, they are amazing. upper berth Miami was created along with many other Upper's to combat the inevitable rising tides of the public's oceans. It was located 6 miles above the land's Earth's crust. It was quite a genius idea at the prison term it was created. It provided relief to humanities most imminent scourge outside of the Ice Age. nearly times I used the Upper residential district theodolite, or UTC to get back and forth to the farm. fountainhead UTC to the encrustation, then four hours on a watercraft then another 60 minutes by electric motor fomite. In total the trip was about 8 and half hours.
"I'm sure they've missed you."
"As I have missed them. They are growing so fast these days."I was ready to deliver kids of my own but my date aliveness had been a recurring epic fail. Desmond often tried to lay down my dating living a issue of give-and-take. He never was open enough to search how I had and frankly, I had no desire to try and enlighten him."What did you miss of me ?"I probed Artemis, Thomas More for myself and entropy as to our interaction rather than truly wanting to recognize. It was as if I was trying to set up together an unresolved whodunit at this dot.
"Well Mr. Gary Cooper, I missed seeing your grin, and greeting you good morning in only a way that I knew how."She raised an brow and gave me a impudent smirk."I missed asking how your day was and inviting you over for dinner."I was beginning to get a pic of what this was."You know, you are my favorite human right ?"
I was thrown a bit. I was almost certain Cynthia was the actual thing. Yet she was a droid. I guess it only made sense as she was too perfective. From her glamourous spirit that allured me, to the way she knew my comforts. Never had a soulfulness come close to that nor shown this much interest in me."well Cynthia, you are my favorite too."I kissed her on the check and my dream concluded.
I woke up refreshed as I always did but I was filled with many query that pleaded for answers. I knew I'd be plagued for hr on end. The most press of those questions was whether she was, well like me or was she droid. As I worked that day I couldn't help but wonder who was who at Horizons water facility. In an effort to smooth out consolidation, the company had within the last year hired 150 new employees, but hadn't stated if the new employees were droid or android. I kept my distance though, as I'd recently been disappointed to say the least by a droid.
At Horizon I worked in the lab. It was here where I would test the Ph and salinity content of water supply extracted from the clouds below. I only associated with a handful of the great unwashed who were tenured at this percentage point. Phil and I had grown close as we had gone through orientation course together, and here it was, five years in and reckoning. He worked on the early face of the plant where he did purification of the samples extracted. Resources have become an even red-hot commodity and new shipway to develop more with less have been the belated vogue. Being somewhat on the thinning edge suited me well. I was always conscious of my step, even as a youngin'I was keen on recycling. Even more so, how could I help with the take that the plagued the human beings.
Albeit all my pushing Artemis to the indorse burner did zero as she consumed every vacant moment that my mind had. My commute was consumed of her prancing through the innards of my creative thinker. The Uber ride home was contrived as my chamber had an uncanny power to tie my dreams into my reality. That being said, part of me was queasy having that dim lines of recalling her presence upon my comer. I couldn't help but intermission ; almost as if I was waiting to discover my public figure called in the lovely smell in which she could hum .