Between lessons, which consisted mainly of learning languages which he had others not heard of, walking endlessly around the ship, making sure all was right and as it should be, David did admittedly find himself growing ever slowly dulled by life right now, the monotonous routine was really slowly getting to him. Not saying that he grew restless with what life had become. But it was always the same. Granted he doubted tomorrow would be any different than today, and next week would definitely not differ from this week or the week that had just gone.
The flight to their destination was going to take a couple of years and a bit, by then he would've walked circuits around the ship a million times, succeeded in learning several new languages, read and reread Doctor Shaw and Holloway's thesis a hundred times and maybe even finally get round to successfully achieving the skill of cycling and playing basketball; there wasn't much attempting though, David could do both separately so therefore surely he could do them at the same time?
Turning away from the bridge of the ship David walked along the quiet corridors. The white lights on the walls made everything look extremely clean and clinical. It wouldn't last, David knew that. As soon as everyone was up and about this place would be a mess, not that he cared for mess, he after all had to put up with Alma's messy work stations on a regular basis a little while ago. He tilted his head and turned slowly on his heels. He backtracked and made his way to the spacious room which had the numerous chambers stationary within them.
Admittedly there was one which was kept secret and hidden away from the others. But no one else needed to know about Peter Weyland being onboard. David and Meredith and the select few medics were the only ones who knew; much like Weyland the medics were sleeping away from the others. That side of things was completely kept hidden from what was known by anyone else, and by that David was more inclined to say that extended to Meredith, Elizabeth Shaw and Charlie Holloway, everyone else was a little in the air with details.
David sat down and turned the wheeled stool around before stopping and looking down at the chamber in front of him. Not knowing must be really annoying. Lifting his hands up he slowly slid the yellow lensed visor on, easily tuning into the computer system of the chamber, "Good morning, Miss." He said rather cheerily. Honestly, David hadn't really spoken to Alma since she went to sleep. He had spoken to Weyland on more than one occasion, the old man was dependant in more than one department and David honestly got left with communicating with him; he didn't mind, really, it was a primary function to aid and look out for whoever he was with, but seriously...it got to be a downer quite quickly. So, he wanted a change of conversation. A change of conversation which didn't revolve around the ship, its course, how everything is, if anything has happened, etcetera.
"Miss?" He asked again, sometimes there was a delay between talking to the slight dormant mind and the reply given. But David was patient, he could wait, it wasn't like he had anything else to do. He did, he did have more lessons but he honestly didn't want to sit and look at a screen anymore.
"David?" She sounded confused. "You know, I was just wondering when you'd come visiting."
"Really?"
"Eh, no, sorry, I was too busy dreaming of...I can't remember...are my readings okay? I don't want memory loss!"
David laughed and shook his head slowly. "You're okay," he promised. Everyone was actually okay, no one's readings were vastly out of kilter. Everyone was fine.
"So, what brings a synthetic like you to a hypersleep chamber like this? Let me guess...you're bored?" David smiled and drummed his fingers on the edge of the stool. "I'm taking the silence as a yes, David." She said, he knew full well if she wasn't laying asleep and was standing before him she would be smiling rather assuredly up at him, knowing full well she was right. "How long have I been sleeping for?" She asked curiously.
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Human After All
FanfictionAlma Meadows, loyal Weyland Corp employee is one of many who work on creating the new, better androids to beat the rest which come from the company; or even the competition. An android with emotions seems like an oddly acceptable idea, but she has s...