the holonet

[OOC: All of these got queued and then posted all at once when Wanda finally managed to get her connection to the holonet back up. I put RL dates because I'm not sure what they are in Star Wars time, but Wanda is using Star Wars time.]

June 15

I am home.

The thing that I didn't expect was that the air in the domes smells strange. I thought it would smell like home, but...no. It does not.

The thing that I did expect is that there is a new dome, and it is beautiful, new and gleaming and full of hope. We are expanding.


June 16

Yesterday I tried to use this network and it told me that my message had been queued, and today I do not see that it has posted, so I will try again.

Today I am going to the other hemisphere of the planet, to give the ones that are monitoring the terraforming towers there the gifts that I brought home for them. And to install the new regulators that I brought as well. It will be a busy day.


June 20

I do not understand why there are so many shortages here.

Food is fine, though dull and unvaried. It is grown in the domes and there are domes all over the world, in the north and in the south, so there is food in every season. And this is a turbulent, stormy world; there is no shortage of water. Air must be filtered, but there is oxygen to breath...

But even with the new dome... None of us, human or any of the other species who have come together to form this colony, can survive without shelter, and all of us look forward to the day when the weather patterns have been tamed and the composition of the air has been modified to allow us to live outside without suits. But the technology that does this -- there are many ways it could be better, there are many things that are very common in the rest of the galaxy that we hoard and use very carefully, or create inferior substitutions instead of using what is very common elsewhere.

And when I try to recall, it was always like this. I did not think it strange before I spent time in the wider galaxy myself.

I have talked to those who lead in these matters, but they are evasive. Even the people I thought would be on my side, the ones who came with me on the trading trip... Because they know. Some things are difficult to find, some things require searching and very careful trade... but there are more shortages than that.

But perhaps it is simply that no one wants to have to leave again. There is so much to be done here, and the rest of the galaxy cannot solve all our problems. And the rest of the galaxy is also a source of problems, that much is obvious. Perhaps... Perhaps it is better to suffer the shortages? If it means that we do not come to anyone's attention.


June 25

Oh! It has posted! I guess it really did mean that it was queueing it after all. I was beginning to wonder.