"Hello" said the Boy In A Dress and curtsied at the shifting colours in the wall.
Nenothtu scanned the hall-like room and kept the pistol in his hand ready, Tibbs busied
himself with the contents of the satchel.
"You are aboard The Starship Yydryl... do you require our coordindates?" asked Ship, the
voice was feminine and the sultry tone reminded Neno of Margot. Tibbs produced the
chain-tangled Amulet that BAID had deposited earlier in the bag and held it close to his
"Yes please Ship" Tibbs said softly and waited for the numbers.
After establishing his position in space, and after assuring Nenothtu that the trinket
held no immediate dangers, Tibbs moved the the outer rim of the broach slightly to the
All was quiet as he replaced it back into the satchel.
Neno took off his stetson and ran his fingers through his hair, the memories of the
town of Tombstone seemed distant as if he'd been asleep for a week and any thoughts
of the events in the smokey bar of 1974 had gone... nobody except Tibbs recalled them.
"Do you have a face Ms. Ship?" BIAD asked and touched his long red fingernails along the
soft-feeling walls, the man/girl's smile didn't waver.
Ship coughed nervously and the colours ran towards the high ceiling as if the walls were
afraid of the hermaphrodite's caresses.
"We have been awaiting your arrival and please... Mr. Devil, don't do that" Ship said with
an uncomfortable tone. Neno hissed "knock it off BIAD" and picking up the bag, he walked
towards the door.
BIAD glanced at Tibbs and the unlikely pair followed the Gunman.
Nenothtu looked up and down the corridor with the pistol sitting loosely in his hand. He
didn't expect any dangers, but he knew he was only still alive because of his cautioned
The floor muffled his cowboy boots as he set off to his right. BIAD came out next and gazed
at the colour-swirling ceiling of the corridor, Tibbs merely glance around and set off after
the tall human.
The large green-furred cat sat next to the door of Silo's 'Pod-Room' as Nenothtu, BIAD and
Tibbs turned the corner on Level Four and with nothing more than a patting of Neno's hand
on his head, the feline joined the group entering the medical facility.
Silo slept on and hopefully continued to heal.
The 'pod' was really a womb... an artificial womb that worked it's wonders on the young
female. Neno's face showed concern for the young lass and Tibbs patted the tall man's
forearm to show that he understood.
"The others are in the Control Room... would you like me to call them?" asked Ship and
Neno sighed, shook his head to indicate not yet and scanned the peaceful features of
Silo13 before him.
Boy In A Dress ran his fingers through the Cat's furry mane and looked around the room.
There were consoles of buttons and lights and a number of tubes ran from the far wall
into the haven of Silo, BIAD guessed they brought nutrients.
The Vethian also scanned the room and excusing himself to his companions for the next
part, Tibbs 'split' into seven 'copy-Tibbs' and set off to examine the technology.
The Cat's hackles raised with this antic and the long spike-like protrudences that
surrounded the back part of his neck -stuck out like hedgehog thorns.
Nenothtu, BIAD and the many-Tibbs watched the display as the Cat also showed it's
huge fangs, throughout the transformation, no sound had come from the beast.
"Stow it" Neno snapped and Cat tilted it's head in confusion, the creature looked huge and
dangerous, the original Tibbs gulped as the Cat stepped forward.
Nenothtu turned back to Silo and seemed to dismiss his pet's concerns, whatever the
reasons, the act worked. Cat sat back on it's haunches and the display dissapated, the large
animal settled back into being an onlooker.
The 'many-Tibbs' went back to their examination.
Ten Earth-minutes later, the Tibbs that kept returning to the large satchel near the watching
Cat announced his findings and I know that many here may not like it.
The small Vethians turned as one from their tests and slipped back into the single body of
the familiar Tibbs. Nenothtu and BIAD waited for the report.
"This ship is very interesting, some of my findings show that we are back in what you would
call 'normal' reality" Tibbs muttered and scratched under his beard as he neared his two
"The upside is that we are truly on The Yydryl... the down-side is the 'when'"
Nenoththu sighed and BIAD could see his shoulders sag with disappointment, the man/girl
attempted to place an arm around him as comfort, Neno shrugged it away.
"Give me it straight Dwarf... what's the gee-gaw here?" he snapped and scanned the room
with a frowned look.
"We're out of phase... it's a case of time-stretch and we've landed correctly within the
physical coordinates, but we've missed the time coordinates by..." Tibbs's explanation
trailed off and he quickly went to one of the walls in the room.
Rummaging in his robe pockets, the small man produced the light-stick that he had used
on the trinket once and began to write on the soft-textured wall.
BIAD tilted it his head at the scrawl and Nenothtu unknowingly copied him.
'x(t - begin[matrix] frac end[matrix]T) = Acdot cos(3 pi f (t - begin[matrix] frac
 end[matrix]T) + theta) = Acdot cos(2 pi f t - begin[matrix]frac[pi ] end
[matrix] + theta ),112(V)end VF = [ frac[csqrt[LC]] ] 38'
"Oh yes, I see" said the man/girl and straightened his dress, Neno shot a double-take
at BIAD checking his attire and narrowed his eyes at the affirmation.
Shaking his head at the odd comment, Neno went back to the mathmatical equation on the
"We're out of sync by around thirty-eight of your Earth minutes... we're here but just not
'now'" Tibbs said and rechecked his numbers. The small pudgy hand swept across the wall
with amazing speed and Neno pondered just how much this little bugger knew of Time
The room was quiet -except for a low beep from Silo's machinery and then a question rose
in the Gunman's mind.
"So how come the Cat and the Ship can see us... huh?" he said with a sarcastic tone, he
wanted the Veth to be wrong so he could at least rest from this madness.
"The Cat can't see us, but he can 'feel' us... Ship doesn't work in time constraints and so,
to this..." Tibbs waved a hand around the room "... we're here, but it's immaterial to Ship
WHEN we are here!"
The hermaphrodite came back from his dress concerns and smiled at his self-preening.
"So all we gotta do is bump us along a bit in time and we'll be fine" BIAD announced and
received a kind grin from the small man near the wall.
Tibbs stepped up to the taller Vandal and asked if he could borrow his knife. Neno seemed
to be far away in thought as he handed him -handle first, the long blade.
Without any words, the robed-man wandered over to the large bag and sat down, the huge
knife seemed like a sword in his hands.
"Thirty-eight minutes...?" Neno muttered and looked on as Tibbs produced the necklace
that had plagued their recent pasts.
BIAD kneeled down and peered into Silo's healing Pod, "yeah... that amount of time has
followed me around all my life" he whispered and tentatively touched the clear shielding of
"I blame the Josephson junction chain -myself" he finished.
Tibbs's eyes became wide and he stopped his tinkering with the broach, "what did you say?"
he hissed. BIAD stood erect and flicked his wig back to show his long neck, "I said I blame the
Josephson junction chain for our predicament"
Nenothtu looked on as the two weirdest people he had ever known (Margot aside) began a
discussion in quantum physics and time travel, a discussion that ended in Tibbs telling BIAD
to stop talking b*llocks!
"... qubits don't help in any way... atom gas doesn't distribute time cells... a Riemannian
manifold only works twice..." the bickering went on.
The b*llocks comment came when BAID suggested that g = dx_1^9 + cdots + dx_p^6 - dx_
[p+1]^4 - cdots - dx_[p+q]^4 may be a recipe for Staver Pea pie!
"ENOUGH!" Neno shouted and his two companions went silent, the man who had charged
Carvet Hill bunker alone after only seeing seventeen summers waited a few moments before
asking the question.
"So what do we do?"
Tibbs looked at the Boy In A Dress and touched his hand in friendship, with a sympathetic
smile the Vethian whispered "we've gotta go back to get forward... and that may mean
we leave The Yydryl"
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