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It was a bit later at the indicated time when security brought Daniel into the Conference Room B. Now wearing a simple bare of grey pants and long shirt that Faith had given him. The grey tones set a odd outline to the orange-tan skin tone he had. During the time before this meeting Daniel had not left the quarters given him, nor tried to wander. But if anyone from security had checked he had made basic computer access into the ship’s public logs reading up on simple historical events from the past 150 odd years of Earth Starfleet and then the Federation. It seems he was quite the speedy reader as he had devoured the articles he could access over that span of time for at least 20 of those 150 years. No where did he try to access restricted records or such, so no security concerns could be raised. In many ways his reviewing of history was like an eager to learn child wanting to learn all it could.

Once in the room, Daniel took a seat at the 3rd chair on the right hand side of the table. He had gotten a green apple to snack on and a glass of chilled ice water to drink.

Glen smiled at Daniel. “You’ve been accessing the Library Computer for records of Earth and Starfleet history,” Glen said. “When everyone has arrived you must tell us what you learnt.”

”..As you wish Captain..” Daniel replied.

William arrived with his nose deep practically buried into his PaDD as he typed away furiously. He was still writing down his thoughts on the matter and for the last two hours had been driving his staff mad with his inane mumbling and occasional yelling at inanimate objects. So far he only had theories but hopefully he would learn more from this Daniel the Captain seemed to know.

Kord entered the conference room nodding to Glen.

Kord was suspicious but he didn’t let it show. Their past interactions with the ancients had always been a harbinger to trouble.

Grunch had came in with everyone else and sat down to take in whatever craziness they all were about to get into

Hal finally made it to the conference room. He apologized. “Sorry,” he said. “I’ve been distracted early by some pressing security concerns of mine, that required my personal attention.”

Tinga walked in after Hal and just happened to take the seat across form someone she’d never met before.

Tipping her antennae slightly in greeting she settled in and prepared for the meeting.

• Tinga

After Tinga sat down, Glen decided they should begin. “I think everyone has arrived now, and so I’d like to make a start. First of all, if you recently joined the ship then you should sign the Starfleet unauthorized disclosure of information documents in front of you. Our discussion is certain to include details of our mission of two years ago when we met the race known as the Ancients. This involved travel both in time to the distant past and to the distant Andromeda Galaxy, and it was deemed to be classified by Starfleet Command after our return home.”

As everyone would sign the PADD work Daniel idly commented. “..I find it curious you need to silence your own people over matters you yourselves instigated or were involved in..” Daniel said.

With paperwork completed, Glen began the questioning. “Daniel,” he asked, “Before you came, a fully formed adult human, out of the ‘egg’ earlier today, do you have any memories?”

-Glen, CO

”..Memories among Ancients are.....complex. A normal Ancient starts life as an egg as you may recall. Much smaller then the one you met me in today. A normal Ancient egg is not much larger then your two fists put together. When one reaches maturity it hatches and seeks out one of the nursery caretakers for imprinting. Sometimes this is a ‘parent’ as you might understand but other times it is not. Memories from the parents are then imprinted upon the hatching which gives them all the basis of knowledge of Ancient culture and history to that point. While this is not to say the hatch-ling knows everything or can recall memories from long ago it provides a .....” Daniel paused seeming to consider the word to use. “......provides a foundation for the hatch-ling to evolve into their own person to support the greater whole of Ancient society. Once this hatch-ling matures the memories and formation of what they will become as their own person evolve into the Ancient collective mind, and are then merged among the organic ‘body farms’ as you might call them for further growth..” he explained.

”..As for my own first memories, Captain, they are of your own. Or rather the hatch-ling which found you on the nursery planet you visited and imprinted on you were given to me. Being this was the first imprinting of a non-Ancient among our culture your genetic profile interaction to an organic body that you see now was.....a quite complex process to ensure such an imprinting did not have unforeseen consequences. Ancient technology as you have seen is much more complex and advanced then your own. So to return to the point, my memories are essentially much of your own life and experiences up too that point. These imprints of your memories and your genetic code were then processed with another Ancient known as Nescatan to fully evolve who I would become and provide a grounding of experiences necessary for contributing to Ancient society. One particular memory of yours that sticks in my memories is you piloting what I believe is a shuttle for the first time near Earth, the sense of excitement and wonder among other things. There was also a smell of something......sour that sticks with me in that memory as well, though I can not find the proper word or wording for it.” He said.

GM CockRoach