"Cibola Burn" by James Corey, "The Expanse" series of novels, Book 4
Chapter 3: Havelock
Murtry's shrug was an agreement. When he spoke, his calm, laconic tone barely covered his contempt.
"Apparently, they're sending us a mediator."
Interlude: The Investigator
"Cibola Burn" by James Corey, "The Expanse" series of novels, Book 4
Interlude: The Investigator
And so it has the investigator.
Of all the scars, there is one that came last. That is most intact. It is useful and so it is used. It builds the investigator from that template, unaware that it is doing so, and tries another way of reaching out. And something answers. Something wrong and foreign and aboriginal, but there is an answer, so over the course of years it builds the investigator again and reaches out. The investigator becomes more complex.
It will not stop until it makes that final connection, and it will never make that final connection. It stretches, tries new combinations, different ways to reach out, unaware that it is doing so. Unaware that it exists.
REPRESENTS the very first day when I began this campaign, that continues through today, this is the first note I made in the year 2006, When It All Began For Me
from my private journal, as me, Kerry Burgess, typed after being released from the USA Veterans Affairs psychiatric hospital enduring many months sitting in a grungy two-computer room in a homeless shelter on the waterfront in downtown Seattle:
From: Kerry Burgess
To: Kerry Burgess
Sent: Friday, February 3, 2006 5:05:57 PM
Subject: You looking at me, punk?
I'm back online and I still hate you spying bastards.
From 2/3/2006 ( premiere US TV series episode "Battlestar Galactica"::"Scar" ) To 3/16/2022 ( Today, Wednesday ) is 5885 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 12/13/1981 ( premiere US TV series episode "In Search of..."::"Nostradamus" ) is 5885 days
From 11/2/1956 ( from The Daily Princeton publication: Guess Who's Next ! ) To 3/16/2013 ( the untimely demise of Kerry Burgess 2005, or something, and I exist today as Kerry Burgess 2013 ) is 20588 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 3/16/2022 ( ) is 20588 days
From 3/8/1988 ( as me, Kerry Burgess, while enlisted paygrade E-5, designated Petty Officer Second Class Fire Controlman (FC2), my official enlisted United States Navy documents includes: Terrier MK 152 guided-missiles Fire Control Computer Complex Operator (UNIVAC digital-computers Mk152 Terrier System for, primarily, SM2-ER {Extended Range} Standard Missiles ordnance) - CF-division, Missile Plot, USS Wainwright CG-28, United States Navy, following my graduation Naval Missiles School, Dam Neck, Virginia ) To 3/16/2022 ( ) is 12426 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 11/10/1999 ( {Puppet-in-chief} Bill Clinton, 42nd President of USA: Remarks to Harley-Davidson Employees ) is 12426 days
Battlestar Galactica
Season 2 Episode 15
"Scar"
Aired Feb 03, 2006 on Syfy
A crazed Cylon Raider attacks the Colonial fleet in a series of hit-and-run attacks. Overworked Viper pilots must defend a mining operation from this Raider that they nickname "Scar."
AIRED: 2/3/06
from my private journal, as me, Kerry Burgess, typed after being released from the USA Veterans Affairs psychiatric hospital enduring many months sitting in a grungy two-computer room in a homeless shelter on the waterfront in downtown Seattle:
From: Kerry Burgess
To: Kerry Burgess
Sent: Wednesday, May 17, 2006 6:25:22 PM
I haven't been able to follow Battlestar Galactica this past year
from my private journal, as me, Kerry Burgess, typed after being released from the USA Veterans Affairs psychiatric hospital enduring many months sitting in a grungy two-computer room in a homeless shelter on the waterfront in downtown Seattle:
From: Kerry Burgess
Sent: Friday, February 3, 2006 6:04 PM
To: Kerry Burgess
Subject: Time flies when you are having fun
Until I got back online an hour ago, I had completely forgotten even the month when I entered into this newest hobo warehouse. September 24th was my last post on HVOM so I guess that was when I left for here. That was almost 5 freakin' months ago!!
from my private journal, as me, Kerry Burgess, typed after being released from the USA Veterans Affairs psychiatric hospital enduring many months sitting in a grungy two-computer room in a homeless shelter on the waterfront in downtown Seattle:
From: Kerry Burgess
To: Kerry Burgess
Sent: Wed, February 8, 2006 6:45:11 PM
Subject: Re: Captain's sleep journal. Stardate: Febuary the crappyth
Kerry Burgess wrote:
I remember having dreams when I last slept but I can remember absolutely no details. Except, maybe something to do with my imaginary girlfriend, Lily. For a while I have been wondering if they can also manipulate my half-asleep dreams too. Those are those first dreams I remember having when I am drifting off to sleep. I have never really thought of them as dreams though, rather more like random thoughts that go through my mind as I drift off. Last night, I have two such thoughts that stuck with me when I woke up minutes or seconds later. The first one was of Senator Carl Levin standing in front of me either in an elevator or waiting for an elevator. He said something about how my "reading was correct." The second scene was of Lily telling me of some endearing quality about herself.
This imaginary girlfriend routine is kind of fun, but with all these actors around me, who knows what is the reality. What I really want to avoid is encouraging people to stalk women on TV. No one should take seriously the perceived affections of a person on TV.
from my private journal, as me, Kerry Burgess, typed after being released from the USA Veterans Affairs psychiatric hospital enduring many months sitting in a grungy two-computer room in a homeless shelter on the waterfront in downtown Seattle:
From: Kerry Burgess
To: Kerry Burgess
Sent: Friday, February 3, 2006 6:56:36 PM
Subject: Nice talking with you in the morning
http://q13.trb.com/news/kcpq-bio-lilyj,0,3625909.htmlstory?coll=kcpq-newsstaff-1
I think I am in love with Lily Jang. It seems crazy to even write that, with all things considered, but, well, what isn't crazy right now?
BATTLESTAR GALACTICA
2X15 - SCAR
Original Airdate (SciFi): 03/FEB/2006
(from internet transcript)
Kat: Ooh, Scar's gonna smoke you like a fine cigar, my man.
BB: Who's Scar?
Duck: Not who. What. Toaster's top gun. Deadliest raider in the cylon fleet.
Jo Jo: Gimme break. Come on they're machines. one's the same as the next.
Yeah, that's what we thought till Captain thrace cut the brain out of one.
Hotdog: Scar's the best they got. Lotta pilots die going after that bastard.
BB: Why do they call him Scar?
Kat: You'll find out soon enough. He's got a taste for nuggets. Easy pickings.
BATTLESTAR GALACTICA
2X15 - SCAR
Original Airdate (SciFi): 03/FEB/2006
(from internet transcript)
Galactica - Brig
Boomer: This guy's probably died and been reborn a dozen times. You may have faced him before.
Starbuck: So what, raiders reincarnate? Just like you?
Boomer: Yeah, just like me.
Starbuck: Great. What a frakkin' world.
Boomer: A raider's much like a trained animal, with the basic consciousness and survival instinct. But with the destruction of the resurrection ship, when they die, they're really dead. So, they're not gonna mount mass attacks where they could have major casualties.
Starbuck: Raiders reincarnate?
Boomer: Makes sense, doesn't it? It takes months for you to train a nugget into an effective viper pilot. And then they get killed. And their experience, their knowledge, their skill sets. They're all lost forever. So, if you could bring 'em back and put 'em in a brand new body, wouldn't you do it? 'Cause death then becomes a learning experience. How, uh-- how many pilots have we lost? I mean, have you lost?
Starbuck: You know, there are times when I look at you and I forget what you are. All I see is that kid that pooched her landings day after day. The kid that was frakkin' the chief and thinking she was getting away with it.
Boomer: Yeah, I remember. [Crying] You were like a big sister to--
Boomer reaches out to touch Starbuck on the leg. The marines promptly cock and raise their rifles to stop her.
Boomer: Kara, um-- be careful of Scar, okay? He's filled with rage.
Starbuck: About what?
Boomer: Dying's a painful and traumatic experience. Every time he's reborn, he's filled with more bitter memories. Scar hates you every bit as much as you hate him.
- posted by me, Kerry Burgess 10:39 AM Pacific-time USA Wednesday 03/16/2022
