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We did it, folks! So as you know, this is the continuation of an existing story. For those of you who are new, hi there! The previous stories can be found below. Chronogically, the Skymen is the first, but the story really starts with Apes. Previous Next Without further adieu... With the Magisterium’s evacuation of the Solar System underway, and Mankind’s introduction to the galaxy at-large, all should have been good, right? Unfortunately, no matter how many of their time-traveling descendants modern-day mankind got introduced to, there was something Florya couldn’t shake: the 806 Order. When he had first met Jay, the older man had given him an order: eight-oh-six, nineteen fifty three.  Once he headed back to his own time, the year 3766, the Watch had contacted him again. To be honest, Florya hadn’t expected them to take the order seriously; it was far more likely Jay had heard it from one of the other travelers. What scared Florya though, was that Jay claimed to have gotten it from future Florya. If he was right, Florya was going to do something very, very illegal, which meant, far as Florya could tell, that he had a damn good reason for doing it. And now he rode through city-covered world of Celomaar, his hovercar taking him to one of the Council’s staging areas in the undercity. He lowered the car into its creche and stepped out, flashing his security badge and continuing into the briefing room. As per the Watch’s love of secrecy and theatrics,  The room was darkened, and occupied by a single man in a chair, backlit. Florya could only see him in silhouette, but his watch glinted in the dark. He sat in his chair, elbow on the table, lit cigarette perched between his fingers. “Watchman Tersk, ” the boss said. ‘You do know what an eight-oh-six order is, right? ” An eight-oh-six was the contingency plan for if the Magisterium had successfully changed earth’s history. It was meant to only be invoked in the most dire of dire circumstances. Those damn aliens... “Yes. ” Florya said. “But I’m not sure about the nineteen fifty-three part. ” “That, Watchman, ” Boss continued, “is our target year. Now, we’ve sent scouting bots to observe earth during this time, and have detected Magisterium technology. So our worst fears have been realized. And that’s where you come in. We need you to intervene. We’ve been assembling a team-” “With all due respect, sir, I already have a team in mind. ” “We knew you were going to say that, so we retrieved them ahead of time, ” the Boss said with a grin, much as a silhouette could grin. "Though I must say, bringing along the woman who could wind up giving birth to you is quite a risk. I would advise you replace her with someone else. " The Boss had, of course, been referring to Tirii Noumaine, the young Vin woman who, in the future, had given birth to Florya. That was the great thing about time travel agencies. There were no surprises. “Just allow us to send an advisor with you. ” “Done, ” Florya said. Technically, he had all the time he needed, but he still felt a sense of urgency. And that was how Florya ended up on a transport with Petya, Lana, Akiyama, Pike, and Tirii. Oh, and a giant alien resembling a six-eyed bear, but meaner looking. “So can somebody explain to me what’s going on? ” Petya asked. “This vessel is traveling at several hundred C towards the nearest rotating black hole. We will arrive a few years before, and travel through its ergosphere, against the rotation, ” the bear, Vurrg said. “This will take us most of the way to the target year, then the trip to earth will take us to the date April fourth, nineteen fifty three. ” “Wait, what’s this about a black hole? ” Petya asked, looking up as he listened in on the conversation. “We’re not going through, ” Florya said. “We’re just passing by. ” He spent the next half hour explaining how supermassive objects like black holes, when they rotated, dragged space along with them. “Oh, ” Petya said. “Of course. ” He shut up as the ship started to shudder and shake. “And where are we going? ” Florya looked at him. “Didn’t you read the doss-” “Humor me. ” “Okay, um… We’re going to earth, in the year 1953. ” “We’re passing through the ergosphere, ” Vurrg said. The ship shook for a few more minutes before smoothing out again. “So…” Lana said. “Remind me why we’re here? ” “I think it’s something to do with that message Florya gave Jay and me before we got married. ” Tirii tapped her PAD. “I’m sorry, what? ” Petya asked. Tirii regaled Petya with the story of how she and Jay had made it back to Vij: the archaeology crew finding the facility where future Florya had left a message ten thousand years ago, addressed to Jay and Tirii. In this message, he had revealed he was Jay and Tirii's son, and given the order to Jay, with an order to give it back to Florya when they met. “Oh, ” Petya said again. ” “What does this 806 order actually mean? ” Tirii asked. “Jay kinda freaked out about it a few times. ” Florya sighed. “So you’ve seen the Magisterium in the present, right? ” “Yeah. ” “Well that’s only a tiny part of their strategy. See, the Magisterium uses almost constant time travel to change their enemies history. ” “And… what? ” Tirii asked, “The Magisterium’s trying to change human history? ” “Worse, ” Florya said grimly. “An 806 means they already have. ” “Shit…” Petya said. “Yeah. Shit. ” Florya added. Florya was kind of disturbed by the whole revelation about the wedding.. That being said, he had work to do. He tucked his nerves away for later. “So what’s the plan? Do we have a plan? ” Petya asked. “Or are you just doing that ‘son of Jay’ thing and making it up as you go? ” “We’re gonna ‘son of Jay’ it, ” Florya said. “It’s better that way. Plans often do more damage. ” “We have an hour left, start getting suited up, ” Vurrg said after a while. “I’ll be staying on the ship. ” It amazed Florya how the six-eyed, bearlike Reeg looked mean as fuck, but when he spoke, he sounded like a kindly old grandfather. “The humans in this period haven’t made contact yet. ” A row of weapons materialized on the table. Florya picked up his guns and stashed them in his coat before dematerializing them again. He grabbed his Assur canister and stuck it in his pocket. He looked at the energy weapons on the table, but decided against them. They just didn’t have the same thump feeling that Florya was used to. He grabbed a capsule and popped it in his mouth, swallowing. “Now you can track me. ” The ship began heating up as it entered the atmosphere. Smoothly, this time- not some jerky affair liable to snap a neck. The ship was windowless; windows were structural weaknesses that military vessels such as this couldn’t afford. Instead, the view was projected on the inside of the ship as it approached the planet. Petya and Vurrg sat in a chair at the front, poking at holoboards. Everyone else sat on benches in the back. Florya watched as the earth grew and expanded over his field of view. Soon he could see land features! He saw forests and roads and farmlands. He could even make out tiny vehicles! Florya was snapped out of his reverie when the radio roared to life. “Unidentified aircraft, you are trespassing on United States airspace. Adjust your course and head to the nearest US Military facility. ” The message repeated itself.  “We got planes, ” Petya said, looking at the readouts in the front, and projected on the walls of the ship. “Remember, ” Vurrg said, “We can’t kill anybody. There’s no telling who will be erased from existence. ” “Right, ” Florya said. He tapped a few screens, and a film of nanites peeled off from the hull.  “What in the-” the radio said as the nanites took control of the planes, safely landing them at the nearest airfield. “Okay, ” Petya said nervously as he sat down in the pilot’s seat. “They’re not gonna start rolling out surface to air missiles for another year, so in the meantime, we gotta deal with AA guns, flack, that kinda stuff. ” No sooner had Petya said that than the ship began to shake again. “Alright, get ready to displace! ” Vurrg yelled. No sooner had he said that that than Florya’s vision faded as he dematerialized, and he got the usual burning sensation.  When Florya rematerialized, and his vision returned, he was standing in a dark forest, with nobody else in sight. He poked his finger through one of the symbols projected onto his retina and saw the ship fade from view overhead. He knew it would go land itself somewhere out of the way. Now with that out of the way, he had to find the others. He engaged his Assur, and go the usual skin crawling sensation as the combat harness grew under his clothes. He had a feeling he was going to need it. Just in case, he materialized his pistols as well. No need for the big guns yet. Like all weapons used by the Watch, they had a ‘time travel’ mode that stunned, rather than killed. At the very worst, they’d break bones. And it seemed Florya had arrived in the nick of time. He could hear alien shouts and the rumble of vehicles. He pulled himself up into a tree as the voices got closer. He clung to the tree branch as green-clad soldiers walked by below him, saying something about ‘UFOs. ’ Florya didn’t know what a UFO was, but apparently it was ridiculous that these soldiers were out here chasing them, if their tone of voice was any indication. Once the soldiers were gone, Florya lowered himself back down. He figured if he just kept walking, he’d eventually get out of these woods. No matter how many forests he visited, the darkness always made things seem more harrowing. Keep calm, he told himself. He slid below some scrub as more soldiers passed by. He engaged his active camo, and walked, completely invisible, by the soldiers. He eventually came to a road. As he walked across the road, he heard a rumble. A tiny, four-wheeled vehicle slammed into him. As Florya flew to the ground, the camo turned off, and he lay there, visible as the day he was born. “Aw, shit! ” he said, climbing to his feet. Almost at once, a few soldiers jumped out. One pulled out a crude pistol and pointed it at Florya’s head. His heart sank. “Okay, ” Florya said. “You caught me. ” His heart sank. Normally, on a job, he’d have had some pertinent information, like the local language and some basic knowledge of the area downloaded into his head, but this job was too urgent to waste any time. It seemed twentieth century English was a little different from Galactic Common, or even the english his parents spoke, seven hundred years from now. The soldier with the pistol ushered Florya into the vehicle. As Florya sat down, he had an idea. He secretly tapped his wristpad. Now every word these soldiers said would help the computer in his brain figure out the local language. As he waited, he assessed his captors a little. None had much in the way of armor, aside from a steel helmet worn by one. The other two wore green cloth caps that Florya would’ve called a baseball cap had he known any better.  Weapons-wise, they carried what looked to be rifles made of wood, and what appeared to be early submachine guns. Then he saw primitive fragmentation grenades, and decided that, though he couldn’t see any, he shouldn't rule out the possibility of there being some kind of knife. How primitive, he reflected, to have to hang your equipment on your person, rather than storing it in a nanite film, like a normal person. By this time, he could understand quite a bit of the soldiers’ chattering. Apparently he was a ‘Soviet, ’ whatever that was. Florya mulled his situation over as they drove him to some military installation, where he was ushered into a tiny room. They sat him down and cuffed him, attaching the cuffs to a loop on the table. He sat there for a while; nothing happened. Florya wondered if they were just going to leave him in there. Eventually the door opened and somebody important-looking walked in, flanked by soldiers.  “So, ” the important-looking man said. “We get a call about an unidentified aircraft, and so we look, and there’s your… well, we’d have to call it a spaceship, I guess. The pilots lose control of their planes, which land at the nearest airfield. And then the soldiers are claiming that you can go invisible? ” Florya stared at the man. “Now, my kids love those science fiction movies, so I’ve seen my share too. If this weren’t that serious, I’d say you’re an alien who’s taken human form. But until you shift to your true form, I’m just gonna guess you’re a Red spy. ” “Sorry, a what, now? ” Florya asked. Sarcastic asshole aside, this military officer seemed to have some preconceived notion that wasn’t exactly wrong. Florya was a spy. He didn’t know how Red he was, though. This supposed military leader stared at him. Florya didn’t know it, but Galactic Basic sounded very Eastern-European, and he had a similar accent.  “I’m sorry, sport, What? ” Florya’s captor asked. “The Reds? Soviets? Commies? USSR? ” “I’m… not from around here. ” Another soldier walked in and said something about an alien to him. “We’re not finished, ” Big and Important said. He got up and walked out. While he was gone, Florya spread his nanite film onto the chains. The cuffs soon became brittle. He could have broken the chains right there, but he had a feeling he knew who the other alien was. He decided to wait. After a while, the commander walked back in and sat down. “So there’s an actual alien in the other room. You know her, I presume? Pink skin? Pointy ears? You two were detained very close to each other. ” Florya paled. They had Tirii. Act calm, act calm… “I’m a detained spy, ” Florya said. “If you actually had an alien, you wouldn’t be telling me you- you had an alien. ” “There’s a place for people like you- spies., ” Big and Important said, changing tack. “There’s gonna be people coming to take you and your friend away. And then they’re gonna cut you both into tiny, tiny pieces. ” He lit a cigarette and blew the smoke in Florya’s face. Florya knew he was lying. He must have figured Tirii was an alien, but Florya had called his bluff. “Teeny. ” His face got closer and closer to Florya’s. “Tiny. Fucking. Pieces. And who’s to stop them from having a little fun with the girl first-” “That’s my mother, you piece of shit! ” Florya exploded. His captor drew back in surprise. Ok, that wasn't completely true. She wasn't his mother yet. Time travel was weird like that. “Really? She looks great for-”  Florya snapped his cuffs and jumped up on the table, grabbing the man’s head and clamping his teeth over his nose.  “Ged’m off! ” Florya’s captor yelled, his cap falling to the floor. “Ged’m off! ” Florya tightened his hold on the nose, tasting blood. The soldiers ran to remove their officer from Florya’s mouth, but Florya extended both arms, materializing a pistol in each hand and setting them to stun. He fired, and the two men slammed against the wall before crumpling to the floor, unconscious. They’d wake up in a few hours with massive headaches- and maybe sore chests, too. Officer still clamped in Florya’s mouth, he shuffled forwards and into the hall. He released Mr. Big before shooting him in the chest. The super slow slug slammed into his chest, and, aside from his bloody nose and lack of consciousness, the guy was unharmed Florya shot the lock on the next room and kicked open the door. Sure enough, Tirii sat, chained to the table. “I heard all the chaos, ” Tirii said. “You really are Jay’s son. And why’s your face covered in blood? Did you bite somebody’s finger off? Your father used to do that all the time. ” “Yeah, that’s great. We gotta go. ”  Florya shot Tirii’s chains and materialized her another Assur canister. He showed her how to activate the harness and use the active camo. She stood up and turned invisible. Florya and Tirii walked out, unnoticed by anybody. He just hoped that nobody would run into him with a vehicle again. Once he made it to the edge of the base, he snapped the wire fence with his nanites, and the two of them walked through. Once they were gone, Florya turned to Tirii. “I need to fill you in on how these things go. In order to minimize damage to the timeline, there’s typically a single Operator. That’s usually the most experienced member of the team. Everyone else just runs support. That’s you and… everyone else. I need you to go find the rest of the team. ” Tirii was experienced enough to know that these operator types knew what they were talking about. “You’ll probably need this, since I can’t download anything to your brain. ” Florya materialized himself an Assur-model Combat Harness instruction manual. He slid the book into Tirii’s arms. “See you later, Mom. ” “We still don’t know if you even are my son. ” “I know Jay’s my dad. And that I’m half Vin. Chances are, I am your son. ” “Fair. ” Tirii turned and walked back to the woods. Florya turned in the other direction and started walking. Soon enough he came upon a truck driving in the opposite direction. He waved down the truck. The driver must have thought Florya looked like a psycho, his face covered in dried blood the way it was; he didn’t stop till Florya pulled out his pistol. At that point, he did stop. He also got out and ran for it. Florya got into the still-running truck, though it took him a while to figure out the steering wheel and pedals. Eventually he managed to turn around; he figured the truck had to have come from somewhere. As he drove, he listened to the radio and just about had a heart attack. There was an emergency bulletin about escaped ‘communist spies’ in the area. “Well shit. ” He tried to raise everyone else to warn them to watch out for the cops or other authorities. The radio crackled uselessly, and even the T-wave system, so beloved because it provided real-time messages anywhere, from any time period, wasn’t working. Florya grumbled. He could raise his handler in the home year while watching the pyramids get built, but for some reason, this fuckin’ time period…  Florya was cut off. The sun was beginning to rise by the time Florya reached the nearest town. As he drove through the sleepy community, he materialized himself a little gadget and looked at the readout. There was no Magisterium technology around whatsoever. He figured he should check into a motel or something; it looked like he was going to be here a while. Florya drove around, looking for any kind of motel, bed-n-breakfast, whatever. He’d be happy with a tent in a campground. Finding a motel, Florya pulled in, and got out of the truck. Once he checked in and got his key, he went to his room and passed out. When he woke up again, Florya set up his little command center. He materialized himself a laptop and checked the time and date: noon, on Saturday, April fourth, nineteen fifty three. He went back down to the office. “Hey, is there anywhere I can get a bite to eat? ” he asked the girl sitting behind the desk. She flipped her impossibly curled hair and peered at Florya through her hideous cateye glasses. “Sure, honey. Lenny’s Malt Shop is down the street and to the left. ” “Thanks. ” Lenny’s Malt Shop turned out to be wildly popular with the teenagers; the place was crawling with them. Kids in leather jackets with slicked-back hair accosted waitresses in garish uniforms while girls in prim little skirts and modest shirts danced to tunes at a brightly lit box. People every now and then stared at him and his strange clothes. A 3760s Mind Bar, this was not. “Hey mister, you supposed to be some sort of spaceman? ” One of the waitresses asked. Florya looked down. The common Watchman uniform consisted of dark pants and a gray coat, with body armor absolutely loaded with pockets. His Assur combat harness poked out of his sleeves, resembling a set of fingerless gloves. Couple that with Florya’s long hair and shades, and he must’ve looked like the alien from these movies he kept hearing about. What a strange place.  “As a matter of fact, I am. They’re making a movie, didn’t you hear? There’ll be other actors coming in later for lunch, ” Florya bullshitted. “Well isn’t that just swell, ” the waitress said, pulling out a notepad. “Can I get you something? ” “Yeah, uh, ” Florya looked at the menu. He wished this place had those little blue pills that temporarily made one slightly telepathic; those were incredible, especially if you managed to get laid while on them. “Some coffee, and… What would you recommend? ” “For lunch? ” the girl asked. “Get the burger. ” “Alright, ” Florya said. Now he had another problem. He had no currency; people generally liked to be paid for their work, but Florya didn’t even know what the local currency was. With a sigh, Florya activated his suit’s picotech. Robots so small they made the nanites look huge spread over the establishment, picking up dust molecules and stray bits of matter, adding protons and neutrons and electrons at will, until a tiny bar of gold was dropped in Florya’s hand. Everybody loved gold, he figured. The girl came back out with his lunch. Florya took a bite. It was a good burger; all juicy and covered with cheese. As he ate, he listened to the other patrons. “Did you hear about the spies? ” a uniformed policeman asked. “They’re all over the news. ‘Parrently, some commies got caught and broke out of a military prison. Keep an eye out for anyone who looks like they came from somewhere else. ” Shit! Shit! Shit! Florya excused himself and ran to the restroom. His dreads had to go. He materialized his knife and chopped off the ropes of hair before the the nanites covering his skin severed the rest of the hair on his head. He grabbed the hair by the fistful and stuffed it into the garbage pail. He walked back out to the bathroom and went back to his table, only for the cops to stop him. “Can I help you? ” Florya asked as he sat down. “Strange place to give yourself a haircut, son, ” the officer said as he sat down across from Florya. “Is there something the matter? ” Florya took another bite of his burger. “Not that I can think of, ” he said once he swallowed. “But if something happens, I’ll be sure to let you know. Deal? ” “I think you’re hiding something, ” the cop said leaning real close to Florya. “And I’m gonna find out what it is. ” Florya could smell the tobacco on his breath. “Yeah, very good. ” Florya got up, and another officer pushed him back down.  “We’re taking you to the station. ” “No you're not. ” Florya grabbed the cop behind him, pulling him over his shoulder and driving his knee into the poor shmuck’s head. He kicked the table, knocking the other officer’s chair over. He grabbed the rest of his burger and got up, shoving the last bite into his mouth as Officer Friendly got to his feet, pulling out a huge stick. He tossed the tiny gold bar to the waitress before tackling Mr. Stick, sending the two men flying through the window. Florya and the cop landed hard on the pavement. As he ran back to the truck, he prayed the cops didn’t have radios. While the common communication system in the thirty-seventh century was the T-Wave transmitter, many time travelers still used radios; they fit right in in a lot of the times they visited; radio was also one of those systems every species seemed to develop on their own. Florya got on his own radio once he was in the truck and tried to raise everyone else again. “You guys there? ” Florya listened to the radio buzz for a moment before everyone answered. “Yeah, we had to break into somebody’s house, ” Akiyama said, her voice popping every now and then. “I’m patching into the phone lines right now. ” “What’s everyone else doing? ” “Vurrg and Tirii went back to the ship to prevent it from being found, and, you know, these people don’t seem to like aliens-” She was drowned out by buzzing. “Lana and Petya are helping me here. They’re keeping the family here from getting out and alerting the police. ”  “Wait, wait, wait. ” Florya just about had a heart attack. “ You’re holding a family hostage? ” He howled. God, if the police found out about any of this, they were all so screwed. Florya started the truck. “Well when you put it like that, it sounds bad. But the military’s been showing up to look for escaped communist spies, and I’m pretty sure this family thinks we’re them. Worst comes to worst, we trade the hostages for our safety. ” “Oh shit! ” Florya thumped the steering wheel. It was only a matter of time until the soldiers came pursuing him, too. And on top of that, he had to figure out just what the hell the Magisterium was doing, too. More often than not, they controlled leaders or influential members of society, but the way things were going lately, there was no way in hell he was getting close. So he had to figure that out too. By the time he got back to the motel, Florya was on the verge of panicking. He feverishly packed up his laptop and other equipment before deciding what he was going to do next, and froze as he felt a pistol against the back of his head. He left his hands where his attackers could see him. “So you are Russian spy everybody is talking about, ” a woman said in a heavily accented voice. “Do not turn around. ” Florya was just relieved he could recognize a word. Russia was an ancient earth nation, if he remembered his history. He put the clues together. So communists and Reds were… Russian? “Radio scared us, ” a man said in a similar accent. “We thought they were talking about us. ” Florya briefly wondered what he had gotten himself into. “Out! ” the man ordered, and whoever had the pistol shoved Florya out the door and towards a car. Another shove, and Florya landed in the trunk. The door slammed shut. Feedback is ALWAYS appreciated, even if you just wanna point out a typo or something! The Skymen Apes Year One.

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This means that their knowledge is stale, implying everything of practical significance has already been learned. Next, we need to evaluate how much they differ from the humans at a given point of time. This is easy: Chakwas says that Kaidan, an L3 (L5s are used in 2 years later so the matter is developing), has power comparable to an asari. Chakwas is educated on alien physiology so she knows what she's saying. Cora also managed to keep up with them after some training and although she believed she will never reach their level, practice showed otherwise. Those asari in the casino talking about how annoying some N7 Slayer/Fury was with their fancy abilities are interesting but have an iffy connection to the canon. Let's now read some interview Karpyshyn made about what his ideas for ME3 were:. The interesting part: Then we thought, let's take it to the next level. Maybe the Reapers are looking at a way to stop this. Maybe there's an inevitable descent into the opposite of the Big Bang (the Big Crunch) and the Reapers realise that the only way they can stop it is by using biotics, but since they can't use biotics they have to keep rebuilding society - as they try and find the perfect group to use biotics for this purpose. The Asari were close but they weren't quite right, the Protheans were close as well. Even though most of Mass Effect is about aliens, humans are in the center after all – the ending was always meant to revolve around them in some way and they seem as a logical next step in Karpyshyn's progression in the quoted part. So, the creator of ME most probably had the idea of humans saving the galaxy with their biotics while the asari couldn't. This justifies the theory as canon-compatible, but it means nothing if Karpyshyn didn't give any evidence for it in something that actually became a part of Mass Effect, not just an author interview. but he did ME: Retribution, chapter 2: Once she got back to her own private quarters, she downloaded Nick’s data into her private terminal, where it would automatically be relayed to the central database inside the Ascension Project’s main laboratory. The numbers were encouraging. Initial testing had indicated there was an upper limit to what each individual biotic could achieve. However, recent results from students like Nick seemed to imply that with hard work these so-called upper limits were hardly set in stone. As she charted the latest results from her other students, she couldn’t help but wonder what would have happened with Gillian Grayson if she had stayed in the program. 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Whether the husk manages to send the data before being killed is left ambiguous, not to set the plot of ME3 in stone. And that's all basically. As I said, not something everyone would have to believe, but IMO good evidence for the standards of fiction, especially that I reached this conclusion without ever attempting to prove anything. Now question: is there any evidence that Haestrom was an intentional setup for a DE plot? Or did it launch only when Karpyshyn secretly linked that mission to the human abductions in a later book?

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Cool episode, thanks. I enjoyed this video and it was very informative. However the live action bits with the host were pretty tacky. Didn't need the pipe, the beer, sitting by candlelight, the fake old book or getting up from the darkly lit desk to just sit another chair into the daytime. It was pretty distracting. At the end you showed who you really were and I would have preferred you had been yourself during the whole video.

 


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