We had been taught about the collapse of the Eve Gate. It was a central part of curriculum even though it was more than 15 000 years ago.
I wondered how the settlers in New Eden had fared and how the society was there now. 15 000 years is an eternity for civilizations to go in different directions. If the gate reopened, how would the meeting go through; like we had known eachother forever or like we never had?
‘Bethany Marie, you have a visitor’, spoke the neutral but friendly female voice which I had chosen for the Interface of my personal artificial intelligence; the artificial extension of my mind.
‘Yes, AIA. Tell him I’ll be there shortly.’
From its socket in the wall, I took the AIA computer itself, which was like a card in size, and slotted it into the one at the back of my neck.
‘AIA, activate it in me’, I said.
I preferred to not have it in when at home in my apartment, as then I knew that my thoughts were natural, even if they very limited in scope and complexity by comparison.
I sat down by the dressing table and looked into the mirror. My face was roundish in shape, having fairly prominent cheeks and jawline.
‘Casual with red blush and cyan eye shadow’, I spoke.
I sat still and closed my eyes as the small mechanical arms having brushes and nozzles, extended out from the table top, applying the enhancements.
A minute later I opened my eyes, finding my face ready. I chose this style often, because I thought that it looked nice against my dark blonde hair, light skin and nut brown eyes.
I stood up and pushed my hair behind my shoulders, leaving the living area and continuing out to the entrance hall.
‘How is the weather?’ I thought.
‘Overcast and 21 degrees’, I heard the voice speak inside of my mind.
Standing next to the shoe cabinet, I lifted one foot and said:
The shoe was selected and slipped onto my foot, then the same with the other foot as I lifted it.
I put on my short, light beige jacket, casting a glance into the mirror next to the door. As usual, I thought that my legs were too big compared to the rest of my body.
We had met just after I had turned 27 and had been seeing eachother regularly for almost half a year, so I had begun to know him well. This was the last time in a long while we would have the chance to meet before I would return to my position as a technician at one of the galaxy jump gates; gates which were used to enable travel from the Milky Way to other galaxies.
I opened the front door and stepped outside.
‘Hi, Feargus’, I said with a smile.