MACROSS 7: THE POWER OF WORD FORCE
Chapter 5: Off-scale measurement
Thanks to his previous performance with the Spartan Mech, Utis had gained the necessary confidence and the subsequent flights he made on his own, not only with the training valkyrie, but also with other transformable fighters, were not outstanding, but at least he managed to reach good standards above the average.
“For such a short time, I am surprised that he have come this far," said the lieutenant in charge of the rookie's instruction.
“You did a very good job," said Major Aristizabal. “Now comes the hardest part, where there's no training at all. Apply Dr. Chiba's theories to a field that has nothing to do with music and singing.”
The lieutenant retired, while Rubio approached the runway where only a few seconds earlier Utis had landed cleanly.
The noise of the engines was deafening, but slowly waning.
“Well Utis, that concludes the first stage of three!”
“I'm glad, Major! I understand the second stage starts soon!”
“Tomorrow to be exact! Get down from there and rest the rest of the day in the barracks! The word energy technical team strongly recommends that you don't go to the city!”
Utis nodded, then left the veritech in the hands of the base mechanics.
"I guess they don't want my anima spiritia to be disturbed by anything that might happen to me in the Capital City," Utis thought, as he opened the door of his private barracks, ready to take a well-deserved cold shower, as the military base was in the middle of a vast desert. A stain that stood out on a planet characterized by its greenery and ocean blue, and that could be observed from space.
While a shower used to calm Utis down, this time he was somewhat anxious about tomorrow's tests. Reviewing the sales status of his book and his fanfics and so on on on the Galaxy Network was a mistake as he became more anxious.
"Damn, I'd feel calmer in the city. There are at least places to have a good time or relax there."
Unwittingly, his mind traveled to Voices, the massage parlour run by Myun Fan Lon. There was no alternative, since he could not go to the city, he decided to lie down and relax, remembering the massage session provided by the beautiful owner.
His face of elegant features in which his nose stood out, that silky black hair that fell out in cascade, those thin white arms with warm hands of thin but firm fingers, suitable for a good massage.
“Damn... Now I have to take another shower. Damn confinement.”
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Unlike the first day when Utis had to fly a valkyrie, the morning showed no sign of an inopportune cloud that could threaten the passage of a clear, clear day.
In the technical area of the base, and outside whoever did not have the necessary authorization to be there, the second phase of the Word Force project would be developed. A special and very large area had been set up for the testing of anima spiritia.
Utis' nervousness was not as pronounced as in the early stage of the previous phase. After all, Utis would be guided through the whole process and on the mainland.
"Well, if I do, I do, otherwise... what a... fuck... At least no one can tell me I didn't try."
The same devices that Doctor Chiba invented for the rock group Fire Bomber, were now used by Utis who watched them in a curious way. Comparing the actual design he was wearing at the time with the drawings and diagrams he had studied, the difference was indeed abysmal, not because he didn't look like the blessed diagrams, but because of the feeling he had of wearing them in real life.
The military scientists calibrated the machines and proceeded to light the entire assembly.
“Well Utis, I want you to read this.”
“Yes Major... Shakespeare's plays? I see... Prospero and Caliban. The storm.”
Utis remembered having read the work, but he also remembered with shame that he had never finished it.
At a signal from the scientific team, Utis proceeded to read the work of the immortal bard.
From the expression on the faces of the subjects dressed in white Utis knew that the expected results were not being shown, to put it mildly.
“Well, I was expecting this. Here," said the Major, as he approached him and handed him another book.
“Fifty shades of Grey? Really?”
“It achieved a super success in sales in the female population. Not just older women, but young readers. For a reason, I couldn't really finish it, even though I tried.”
“Okay, I'll try," the recruit nodded, but he could see in Aristizabal's eyes that he had to do much more than try.
Again he began to read the work, but as it happened the previous time, it seemed that the results were not only poor, they were negative.
Both the scientists and the Major looked at Utis severely, even one shook his head.
The little nervousness that Utis felt at first was now very palpable.
“Major, it seems to me that this man is not the man to do the tests” it was the conclusion of one of the scientists and Rubio bowed his head a little, weighing the man's words and their implications.
“Utis, I want you to concentrate and read something you wrote this time.”
“Yes, sir.”
All right, somebody pass him an electronic tablet with a connection to the Galaxy Network.
"Hell, this is my last chance. I know that Rubio will want to do more tests if this fails, but I don't think the arrogant bosses of the other time will give him the authorization," Utis thought, already in fear. "Third time's the charm, come on, Utis, you can do it."
A guy passed him the gadget with which he could connect to the network and Utis forced himself to calm down while he looked for the story he needed.
"This is it," he thought, and then relaxed his muscles and took a deep breath of air and then calmly expelled it out of his nostrils. Then his eyes focused on the selected paragraph with a determined look and he began with the reading.
“Arsinoe, who was fifteen years old, was exhibited as a trophy of war before the Roman citizens, but instead of hearing the acclamations to Caesar something very different happened.... She was all ragged, and her scarce rags showed her ribs because the princess was malnourished and exhausted.”
"Chains heavier than Vercingetorix's were cruelly tightening her neck and limbs, she walked trembling with weakness, but her face tried to stand upright, not out of pride or arrogance in belonging to royalty, but to try to show her dignity as a human being and a woman, although at the time her eyes were empty and lost, without focusing anything in particular.”
"Pulling her by her chains, they forced her to turn around and look at Caesar, she breathed with difficulty and a couple of tears furrowed her face, dragged her back down the street and, making superhuman use of her strength, she began to shuffle her feet painfully.”
Utis couldn't help it, his tearful eyes shed tears and when he saw the men, he thought they were watching him because of his crying, but then he saw that they weren't really watching him, but something behind him.
With caution he turned his torso and could see something he had never seen before, it looked like a kind of manifestation of light but in a strange way it seemed to be contained and not scattered in a sinuous way that kept moving.
“My God... anima spiritia.” the Major whispered. “We did it, we created an energy parallel to sound energy. Word energy, it's possible.”
"Measurements, pronto!”
The scientists reacted quickly and the conclusion was given below.
Out of the scale for these devices, I think they can even surpass the ones created by Fire Bomber.
“No, impossible," Utis muttered to himself as he looked up and saw more closely the manifestation of his anima spiritia: word energy.
CONTINUARÁ…
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