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Subject: Adaptive Colonization from Earth

Time Stamp: 1.23.0800AW <2nd Space Age 0700AW-1100AW>

"Hope fills my heart like the ignition of volatile liquids fills the launch pads of freedom. Dreams now float and coalesce like the galaxies at our fingertips. May our eyes shine as bright as new suns in the cold depths of space."

~ Grace Brin, Astronomic Navigations, A.C.E. Logan's Dream

The Second Space Age, a time Humarans thought they'd never see again; hover cars, airplanes and sub orbital flights that now made travelling the globe as easy as breathing or a new horizon to teach classes of children the reality of space. With the launch of A.C.E. Liberty and A.C.E. Queen for the Taurus Constellation, 100,000 brave Humaran souls had stepped out of the barbaric eras of survival and into a dance of life and survival among the stars. On 7.30.0740AW the A.C.E. Romana and the A.C.E. Amsterdam took 200,000 Humaran souls into flight for the Cancer Constellation. On 8.15.0880AW the largest ships built to date, the A.C.E. Logan's Dream, the A.C.E. Phoenix and the A.C.E. Schrodinger were moved up to a hurried launch as Humaran riots erupted across the N.T.E. 800,000 Humaran souls were sent into space on the Logan's Dream, the Phoenix and the Schrodinger. These three would be the last A.C.E. ships to be launched.

On 12.9.0880AW President Radgramon of the New Territories of Earth was drug from his presidential home in New Australia and executed for crimes against Humarans and Human kind for his centuries of experimentation. Terra Exodae was captured on 05.19.0885AW and the A.C.E program was terminated. The minds of Humarans shifted from space fairing and latched onto technologies that could clean up the radioactive wastes of Earth. Amidst all of the turmoil and marvels of the 2nd Space Age, we will not forget that many of us were not rebels, not politicians, not mad scientist. Many of us just wanted to live and enjoy our lives in peace. Below is one example of this yearning, need and randomness in a life full of predetermined genetics and futures.

~Ramona Killim, Humaran-Sage Upgrade, Terra Exodae Archivist, 4th Order of the Word~

Taken from the Letters of Grace Brin to her mother Cary Brin during the final year of the A.C.E. Program:

<3.15.0880AW>

Dear Mom,

I finally did it! I made Astronomic Navigator 1st Class! I checked the rosters at the Academy. Can you believe it? You're little girl made tops in her class and now the Academy of Space Colonization is sending their brightest pupil on the largest ship Terra Exodae has built. That's right mom, I got assigned to the A.C.E. Logan's Dream and I get to bring my family with me to our destination free of charge! We'll be bound for the Ursa Major system! But don't worry; the launch date won't be until after graduation on 3.28.0880AW. I'll get time to chat with you all as we get things packed up. Mission orientation isn't until 4.10.0880AW.

I'm so excited to be out in the stars again. Our Space Tour didn't last nearly long enough on the N.T.E. Ardmore, but then again, those MK10 Shuttles weren't meant to hold a class of 500 for more than 2 weeks in orbit. You should have felt what it's like to be weightless in space! The stars were very bright too. We all got to take turns watching the orbit patterns of A.C.E. Liberty and A.C.E. Queen as they circle their planets in the Taurus Constellation.

Have you heard yet from Milo? Did he make it back from boot camp on Oregonia Island? I hope they don't rough him up too much. He was never good with his temper and I read that the N.T.E. Militia isn't very tolerant of short tempers. Oh, I did meet a hunk at the Academy. He's got a 5.0 GPA and his family sprung for an actual Icarus matrix. He's studying in Aerial Surveys and Aero Combat so he can get in for either Planetary Survey on the A.C.E. Phoenix or be up for top picks for the New World Militia's fly boys. He's got a great wingspan; they almost measure the span of a gryphon. The fawn brown feathers go well with his tan skin and brown eyes. Maybe you can meet him during my trip home! I haven't seen Oak Creek in a long time. Hope old Wyoming is still staying the same?

I need to end this letter mom, the mail drones are about to go out. Take care and make sure you get the kitchen replicator checked out. Dad said he keeps finding screws in his oatmeal.

In Love,

Your Daughter,

Grace Brin, Astronomic Navigator 1st Class of the A.C.E. Logan's Dream

<4.15.0880AW>

Dear Grace,

We knew you'd make it at the Academy with how you loved watching your father's old Navigation videos. Congratulations on getting tops in your study, your father is happy to hear you succeeded in following in his footsteps. He only made it to 3rd Class Astronomic Navigator and is glad he gets to boast about his daughter hitting 1st Class to the other shuttle veterans. Those men get into a lot of gossip and trouble at the Hangar 15 Bar & Grill. I do hope this letter reaches you before your trip out here in June. We had a rather nasty blizzard blow through Old Wyoming and the mail drones were grounded for a few weeks.

Milo did really well; he passed boot camp and is a top notch Infantryman for the 81st Eagles Brigade. He'll get his Icarus matrix after more evaluation. You're brother misses you a lot and can't wait to see you during your visit home from New Australia. Oh, he wants to know if Mary Linol is still up at the Academy and if she passed her Deep Space Psychiatry degree? I think he still has a thing for her and that Cheetah matrix she got to give her those fake curves and way too many freckles in my opinion.

We did get the replicator checked out. Get this, the technician told us the printing matrix was getting feedback interference from the condo's going up next to us. That's why we keep getting screws in our food. Your father even found a partial wrench in the meatloaf! And he said he's very interested in meeting this Icarus Fly Boy you've met at the Academy. Does he have a name besides, tall, tan and a great wingspan?

_That said your visit home may be the last one here in Oak Creek. Don't take this too hard Grace; it's not that we are worried about our dwindling retirement stipend or the rationing of the replicator samples. We are looking at moving to New Australia to be closer to you and to get away from trouble that's brewing. The Anti-Genetics movement is picking up more here and the Wyoming Militia is stirring and gearing up for riot suppression. They want the stop of further genetic study and for technology to shift from space exploration to radiation clean up and neutralization. If they'd go to the free schools they'd know we still have five more centuries to go before the radioactive isotopes from WWIV will fade, not to mention another six centuries from the fall out the Scotland Reactor Failure caused when that relic blew on reactivation. But they won't listen to any rhyme or reason. Your father and I are worried that a battle may kick up if President Logan Radgramon wins his third term of presidency for the New Territories of Earth. He's still adamant that genetic mutation is a must until we can colonize a new planet and that all hostilities and protests are put down with a firm hand. _

Maybe you've heard this by now by optic net, but the A.C.E. Liberty and A.C.E. Queen finally finished the terraforming in the Taurus Constellation. They are finally letting the colonists down planet side to live after 200 years of stasis sleep. I can't tell you how lucky we are to have free tickets aboard the Logan's Dream with you. Oh and we also heard the A.C.E. Romana and the A.C.E. Amsterdam have finally reached the Cancer Constellation. Your father is heading into town for some more replicator rations and a new pot for your snap roses. Kids next door keep line driving their baseballs into our porch. I love and miss you lots Grace.

You Loving Mother and Father,

Cary and Dennis Brin

<7.06.0880AW>

Dear Mom,

I got you letter on 6.20.0880AW. Rumor is going around that the mail drones are being delayed on purpose while the N.T.E. Militia rifles for signs of plots against ancient Logan Radgramon. I've had to cancel my trip home mom. The Academy is advising us all that the Logan's Dream may be launching earlier than anticipated. They've told us all of our families will be transported to New Australia to be readied for departure. Milo is already here as part of the Militia envoy to be sent along to keep us safe from alien life forms.

Graduation went well. I got a 4.8 GPA and made Honors for Victor-Alpha-Kappa. I got to go on the Pearl Slipper out in the Pacific Ocean for our Honor dinner. Never knew they could make such rich and fancy food with replicators. The Icarus Fly Boy, as dad calls him, has a name for sure; Brad Phoenix. He's like the great nephew of Joseph Phoenix so his whole family is loaded. Wouldn't be great if I got hooked up with him? You and dad could retire for a few centuries in luxury. Brad got to sit by me at the Honor Dinner. He's such a gentlemen if not a bit puckish with his food. He made the Aerial Survey team and will be on the Logan's Dream with me. A long space flight could be kind of romantic for us both. Maybe hook up and share a few years of bonding?

I do hope you and dad stay safe if riots do break out. Maybe you and dad should move out here now and just take a few things; you won't be able to bring the whole house with you on board the Logan's Dream. I did hear on the news that two assassination attempts were made on President Radgramon. Seems even some of the students here are dead set on wanting him out of the presidency. Mail call is coming. I hope to see you both down here soon. Milo and I miss you both.

Love,

Milo and Grace Brin, Your son and daughter.

<7.18.0880AW>

To Grace and Milo Brin;

Dear Citizens of the New Territories of Earth,

We a sorry to inform you that Cary Brin and Dennis Brin, your biological parents have been found among the numbers of the Oak Creek Massacre in Old Wyoming on 7.15.0880AW. Rest assured they were not found to be part of the rioting rabble known as the Anti-Genetics Movement. Eye witnesses place them simply in the wrong place at the wrong time. All of their affects have been claimed and recycled for use in replicators during this time of shortage. Any assets have been turned over to your accounts; our deepest condolences for your loss.

Ministry of Statistics and Population Control,

Gerald Dirk, Assistant Aide

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