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rules not quite matching the optical properties of any real substance. "Welcome to Cartan. IтАЩm Gisela." She stretched out her hand, and the visitor stepped forward and shook itтАУthough it was possible that she perceived and executed an entirely different act, cross-translated through gestural interlingua. "IтАЩm Cordelia. This is my father, Prospero. WeтАЩve come all the way from Earth." She seemed slightly dazed, a response Gisela found entirely reasonable. Back in Athena, whatever elaborate metaphoric action theyтАЩd used to instruct the communications software to halt them, append suitable explanatory headers and checksums, then turn the whole package bit-by-bit into a stream of modulated gamma rays, it could never have file:///G|/rah/Greg%20Egan/Egan,%20Greg%20-%20The%20Planck%20Dive.htm (5 of 36) [2/2/2004 2:01:04 AM] Asimov's - The Planck Dive fully prepared them for the fact that in a subjective instant theyтАЩd be stepping ninety-seven years into the future, and ninety-seven light-years from home. "YouтАЩre here to observe the Planck Dive?" Gisela chose to betray no hint of puzzlement; it would have been pointlessly cruel to drive home the fact that they could have seen everything from Athena. Even if you fetishized realtime data over lightspeed transmissions, it could hardly be worth slipping one-hundred-and-ninety-four years out of synch with your fellow citizens. Cordelia nodded shyly, and glanced at the statue beside her. "My father, really . . ." Meaning what? It was all his idea? Gisela smiled encouragingly, hoping for clarification, but none was forthcoming. SheтАЩd been wondering why a Prospero had named his daughter Cordelia, but now it struck her as only prudentтАУif you had to succumb to a Shakespearean names fad at allтАУnot to put anyone from the same play together in one family. "Would you like to look around? While youтАЩre waiting for him?" Cordelia stared at her feet, as if the question was profoundly embarrassing. |
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