| [Gaia:]</i> "Greetings, my name is Gaia. I suppose I am looking to the right direction. Excuse me if I am not!" | |
| The tone of her voice was sarcastic and confident. | |
| Once she had a high rank in this society. | |
| She was an expert on the | |
| Observation of the planetary rotations. | |
| Until a rare illness ended her ascension on the scientific pyramid, trapping her in a dark, colorless world. | |
| Project Atom | |
| Traveller was an opportunity for her to be back on the field. | |
| But of course, it was also her best chance to retrieve her vision. | |
| Cendor had discovered a revolutionary technique, which made possible the sharing of the same images and thoughts between two different minds. | |
| It was something never done before in | |
| Ahrem, except maybe from | |
| Hermites. | |
| There were some strange rumors about this ancient tribe. | |
| They had their own secret rules and practices. | |
| They usually meditated, sitting patiently in front of large rectangular transmission sets. | |
| That's why they were also called "The Receivers". | |
| The rumors suggested that | |
| Cendor took the basic idea of project | |
| Atom Traveller directly from them. | |
| Yet, there was no solid proof for that, just words. | |
| And none could ask | |
| The Receivers. | |
| They vanished as mysteriously as they appeared, leaving no trace behind them. [Cendor:]</i> "I am pleased to meet you Gaia. Without individuals like you science would never transcend from theory to practice." [Gaia:]</i> "Yes, thanks. I am crazy enough to risk my life for a stinking experiment!" | |
| She definitely knew how to make someone feel uncomfortable. | |
| But he didn't criticize her. | |
| He knew damn well this reaction. | |
| It was natural for someone deeply "wounded". | |
| Mayon O was clearly a different case. | |
| Although he was an elder he carried the aura of a child. | |
| The impression was enhanced, from the innocent gaze of his wide optic sensors as they examined everything with childish curiosity. | |
| Optimist and calm tempered, he was the perfect candidate. | |
| He would focus the spirit of the team on the right direction. |