Andrea Höst - The Touchstone Trilogy

After this was endless, boring variations of hand-holding and block-lifting. They found that whatever it is I’m doing keeps working for a little while, even if they let go of my hand, and decided I’m a new ability: a magnifier or an amplifier. Not nearly as fun as having psychic abilities of my own, but I guess it’s more good than bad that they were all excited and disconcerted. Back in my room now; time for kindergarten.

Tuesday, January 8

Suckitudinous

They decided to expand my interface. Apparently all the Setari have an interface network all over their bodies, instead of just on one side of their head, because it increases their link to the Ena and thus their strength. They gave me a bunch of hypoinjections – even in the soles of my feet! – and then told me what they’d done. And then switched off my interface so that even my language tool went away.

Tare nearly had a Casszilla incident. They could have at least pretended to ask. I went hot and dizzy and said really rude, overloud things in English and only just stopped myself from shouting because I had to work at not crying in front of them. This was horrible enough the first time.

Friday, January 11

O.o

Cannot begin to describe how awful I feel. Contemplating vengeance of the direst sort.

Monday, January 14

For the ones that are still alive

Well, they nearly killed me this time. I’ve been in the infirmary for the past few days on life support. My expanded interface really expanded and I started having convulsions. Apparently. I don’t remember too much of it.

I still feel awful; I can barely sit up to write this. It’ll be a few days before I’m anywhere close to not-ill.

Friday, January 18

Apologies

Nenna sent me an email. She sent it a couple of days ago but my interface hasn’t been on. And when they turned it on, they only gave me my language tool, kindergarten and bare-bones basic room functions. Ista Tremmar tells me that I’ll be given access back after further assessment, and that I can write to Nenna, but I can’t explain anything to her, or tell her much about what it’s like here. Then she gave me a big file of rules to read, but my head wouldn’t be up to it even if it was in English. The interface has stopped expanding but I’m still horribly headachy.

Anyway, Nenna doesn’t hate me. She apologised to me. So now we’re apologising to each other. I told her what little I guess I can – her father’s probably able to tell her more anyway – and promised to translate the lyrics to the songs when I can.

It was so good to get her email.

Saturday, January 19

Blacksuits

Another test session today with Zee. We did basic lifting. Or, rather, I stood around feeling tired and extraneous while she lifted things. Then there was another woman, Mara, who was talkative and had wonderfully sproingy curly hair. She and Zee and Maze are all from First Squad : they’re the oldest of the Setari, one of the three original combat squads created from children trained intensively to deal with monsters from the Ena.

After they decided the early results were promising, the Taren government vastly expanded the Setari program, and now there’s a dozen six-person squads, most of them five to seven Earth-years younger than First Squad. There’s also a lot of people in training who haven’t yet qualified for active duty on the squads. The Setari program has been running for 60 years (twenty Earth years).

Mara explained all this to me while Zee was working out if being any distance from me effected the temporary increase with her strength. Mara is primarily a Speed talent, but she can also make a glowing light which curls about like a kind of cutting whip. I made her even faster, which she was pleased about, but something about how the whip worked really shocked them. It came out in a different colour and they spent ages studying it and being confused. Then I was put back in my box. I hate being a lab rat.

More Labrattery

After a few hours I was recalled for more experiments with First Squad – all of them this time. There’s four girls – Zee, Mara, Alay, Ketzaren – and two guys – Maze and Lohn. All in their mid-twenties, all wearing their black uniforms and looking very fit and smart and…worn. I didn’t like to ask if all the years fighting monsters ran together for them, or if they ever get to stop.

The uniform the Setari wear is very interesting. It’s flexible and stretchy: solid stuff but not so unwieldy as a wetsuit, and – it’s hard to think what it reminds me of. Expensive sport shoes, with their airholes for breathing and all the extra stitching and complexity. It’s very tight-fitting and all-covering – the neck part goes right up to the chin and the arms to fingerless gloves, and the soft boots seem to be built in too, and it looks like it must be a pain to take on and off. It’s far more layered and complex than the spandex suits of superheroes, but with a cape and a big logo I bet they could pass.

There’s something unspeakably tedious about standing about while people act worried and excited, and you don’t really understand why. Especially when they started communicating on channels I didn’t have access to instead of speaking, which really brought back the whole "you’re an experimental subject" feel again.

Maze, Zee and Mara – all of First Squad – are relaxed and friendly, though, which helps. They talked me through some of the implications of the fact that I’m not just enhancing some of their powers, but changing them. It really increases the danger. The accident with Nenna was an example of that – it’s possible that I didn’t simply increase her strength, but changed the coordinates of her jump as well. They were thinking of it only in terms of an overshoot before, but now they think it was a distortion, and that means that anyone trying to teleport me anywhere would be at huge risk.

I don’t seem to distort everything though. Or, at least, it’s not noticeable if I am. But Mara’s Light whip has a more melting effect when I enhance her, and Alay’s Illusion casting goes totally weird. Ketzaren felt dizzy when she tried to make me levitate and Lohn – who gives a good imitation of a Star Wars blaster shooting beams of Light – made a burning wall instead. There was a big pause after that, where First Squad stood about looking disconcerted and listening to someone I couldn’t hear, who I guess was having conniptions.

The one thing they did establish is that I consistently distort. So Lohn’s beams always became a wall, and Mara’s Light whip was always the same. They cheered up after that. They’re still going to have to go carefully working out just what effect I have, but consistently weird is a lot better than randomly weird.

And now I’m back in my box waiting for the next test. I think it’s the fact that the door won’t open to me that bothers me most.

Monday, January 21

Still alive still

I spent the beginning of the day translating song lyrics for Nenna. I am improving. My grammar is terrible, and I had to write a huge amount of explanatory notes to make half the concepts remotely understandable, but it showed me how far I’d come in being able to communicate. Talking to First Squad between testing sessions has been helping. I was feeling very proud of myself, even if I could tell it was a botched job, and had just mailed it off to her when I was brought down for another testing session.