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Subject: {ASSM} Journal Entry 192 / 00896  Connected Responsibilities (FF)
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Connected Responsibilities
Anar, Yavar 20, 0896
"Why can I be so stupid?" Brighide asked the falling snow. The snow did
not answer her, although in some parts of the universe it may have. She
looked down at her empty wineglass and remembered that it was her
fourth. Her head was spinning as she tried to remember the conversation
they'd been having, the six of them. Whose stupid idea was this, anyway?

Hers, of course.

She turned to find the bottle that she had been drinking from, knowing
full well that it wouldn't help. In the morning, she'd still be who she
was, and so would everyone else. Her hands found the neck in the dim
light of the two remaining candles, tried to grab it. It fell to the
floor. "Fuck."

"Don't you think you've had enough?"

She started, looked up. "I thought you needed sleep."

"Not every day," Eshi said. "I can skip whole days, even weeks, without
getting any sleep, if that's what it takes to fulfill my purpose."

"Oh. Does anything bad happen if you don't?"

"My reactions to a lack of sleep are different from yours. If there's
anything important that happens past, oh say, the third day or so, I
probably won't remember it after I get sleep."

Brighide nodded. "Did Sharon..."

Eshi shook her head. "Sharon's fine."

"Why'd you come down here?"

"Kaede's asleep. I could hear you still wandering around, so I thought I
should come by and find out if you were going to be okay."

"What Sharon said was true, you know. I am a doormat." She looked down
at her empty glass again. "I wish I wasn't."

"She was drunk."

"Which mean she could only tell the truth, right?"

"Or a hateful lie," Eshi said. "Although I doubt that. You invited her
here because she's your friend, right?" Brighide nodded. "Am I? Your
friend?"

Brighide stared at Eshi. In the dim moonlight, she could only see the
outline of Eshi's body, obscured further by the bathrobe but she knew
what Eshi looked like underneath it. She had seen Eshi often enough to
get over her initial, breathtaking beauty, but she still had a kind of
envy mixed with desire. It wasn't fair to Kaede, of course, and even
Eshi knew the kind of reaction her appearance made to others. She tried
to tamp it down, but Kaede was quite a beautiful woman in her own strong
way, and together they made a devestating pair. Only Eshi seemed to know
it, though. She looked out the window again. "You're a robot."

"And I know that is avoiding the question. Covenant may be some
semi-backward colony world, but the idea that humans and SIs can be
friends is not new or controversial. Pendorians have been doing it for
eight centuries."

Brighide wanted to hide. Eshi had her pinned, at least verbally. "I
don't know what to expect from you. I've never had a machine friend."

<!-- WTF blurb OVER? --><!-- WTF blurb OVER? -->"Your meat friends don't seem very kind." Eshi
said 'meat' with the same soft tone that Brighide had used for
'machine,' yet both remained so obviously pejorative that it made
Brighide ashamed she'd done it first.

"She was telling the truth. Eshi, you know those reality enhancing
agents, the ones that'll highlight aspects of what you're seeing, put
nametags on people you have trouble remembering, that kind of thing?"
Eshi nodded. "I feel like I have one of those tags floating over my head
that reads, 'Fuck her and forget her. She doesn't mind.' And everyone
except me can see it. Except I do mind. I just don't complain." She
turned her back to Eshi, turned to look out the window. "I can't lie to
myself, Eshi. I can't say that there's a point to life."

"If you mean Life with a capital 'L', it's hard to say that there's just
one. There are so many affinity groups that say they have it. Religious
primitives and the technomagical transcendalists. My life has a point,
Brighide. Why can't yours?"

Brighide smiled. "I'm not a robot."

"What does that mean?"

"I can't limit myself."

"As if you were going anywhere with your limitlessness."

Brighide bowed her head in shame, the truth of Eshi's words crushing any
response she might have had. She felt Eshi come up behind her. "I'm
sorry, Brighide. I... I didn't mean that." Eshi's hands touched her
shoulders. "I came down to make sure you were well, not make you mad."

"I'll live," Brighide said.

"I'm not limited," Eshi said softly. "I'm dedicated. There's a
difference. All of the affinity groups are dedicated to one thing or
another. It's either a very smart or a very stupid person who can belong
to a primitive religion and defend it reasonably even while reality
itself is denying most of the precepts. And the singularity people
aren't wrong, they just haven't been shown to be right. You could
dedicate your life to any number of principles. Kaede has, although
she's questioning some of them right now." Brighide felt Eshi's hands
slide down her arms and then glide back up.

"Questioning them?"

"The egalitariat doesn't suit Kaede as well as she thinks it should. I
know you believe in it only a little bit, too. You've started to see
that the things in which it allows you to excel are the ones that don't
really matter."

Brighide snorted. "Like sex. I must not be very good in bed since guys
and girls keep leaving me." Eshi's hands felt nice upon her shoulders.

"Sex matters. But only between you and someone else," Eshi said. "Have
you tried having a relationship without expecting it to last forever?"

"Huh?"

"You said it yourself. You don't think your life has a purpose. Without
that, how do you think you're going to find someone to share it with?
Maybe your life's goal is to find someone to share it with. Like mine
was. I've been where you are, Brighide. Our lives aren't so very
different. I was even suicidal once."

Brighide decided not to correct Eshi's impression of her as suicidal.
Maybe she was. "What stopped you?"

"Meeting Kaede. She wouldn't give up on me. It wasn't much more than two
or three days and I knew I loved her. She was a fighter. She fights for
people who are helpless. I've learned a lot from her." One of Eshi's
hands pressed the glass in front of her. "But this... this isn't
fighting for the people who are helpless. This is petty bureacracy for
people who aren't starved for food or entertainment. Covenant is one big
red tape ribbon on an anthill of anomie. It's barely worth bothering
about."

"I never thought of it that way."

"And I shouldn't talk," Eshi said. "She saved me. I don't want her to
give up on people, but she can only have one of me."

"And if she chooses to have someone else in her life?"

"I'll support her completely in that decision. I might even *push* her
in that direction if she were becoming too complacent, too dependent
upon my attention, and was withdrawing from the world. I don't see that
happening, but it is something for me to consider."

"Do you ever want anyone else?"

Eshi fell silent for a moment. "Sometimes." Brighide's shoulders felt
cool where Eshi had lifted her hands.

"Me?"

"Only... No. Well, it was something I contemplated. I mean... Because
you seemed so upset. If I just took you to bed tonight and our
relationship ended there, how would I be better than all of the ones who
treated you like a doormat?"

"Like you said, I should start trying relationships that I don't expect
to last forever." She turned around. "Does Kaede know?"

"Yes. I couldn't lie to her ever."

"Does that feel like a choice?" Brighide said.

"It feels like a commitment." Eshi tilted her head up and pulled
Brighide closer to her. Their lips met, and Brighide felt with shock the
touch of Eshi's warm body against her clothes. Eshi wore only a
bathrobe, and Brighide's own nightgown was as thin as silk could allow.
"One I mean to keep."

Brighide nodded. Eshi smiled back at her, then led her to the couch,
took a seat. Brighide sat down beside her, and Eshi gathered her by the
shoulder and kissed her again. Brighide's initial reluctance fell to
alcohol and Eshi's insistence. She moaned softly as Eshi's hand roamed
over her chest, played briedly with her breasts before trailing over her
belly and around to her back. They slowly shifted in their seats until
she had almost crawled into Eshi's lap. The smaller girl felt strong,
stronger and healther than Brighide felt herself. It wasn't a health
that lived only in her body, but more as if Eshi, by sheer force of
will, by having a meaning to her life, could put all of her energy
elsewhere. It astounded Brighide to feel Eshi's power. She wished she
herself could feel it inside herself someday.

Eshi's mouth found her chin, her cheek, her neck. The kisses were
growing warmer and lingered longer. Her hand bravely roamed over the
cloth that covered Brighide's breasts, her fingers found nipples,
pinching them gently, making Brighide sigh.

She found the courage to slip her own hand into Eshi's nightcoat and
found the warm, soft skin within. It was so smooth and unblemished, a
kind of ideal for what skin should feel like. She touched Eshi's breasts
and appreciated how large and heavy they felt, how perfect. She envied
Kaede suddenly, to be able to have something so wonderful in her life,
someone so relentlessly dedicated to her and so beautiful too. And, she
recalled, Kaede had gotten Eshi for free. Free? Nothing this wonderful
came for free.

Eshi's hands and mouth were on her body, now, and she wanted Eshi badly.
She wanted Eshi to make her scream. She felt as if she were going
backwards, sex first, trust later. It didn't matter.

Eshi pushed her back onto the couch, pushing the hem of her nightgown up
about her hips, exposing her pussy to Eshi's gaze. Eshi smiled in the
candle light, a confident little smile, eyes wet with gratitude. And
then she descended onto Brighide's pussy, her mouth surrounding
Brighide's puffed-out lips in one smooth motion.

Brighide had rarely had a woman lover. She didn't consider herself very
skilled at cunnilingus, and most of the women she had dated had actually
been rather amateur about it. Men, on the other hand, had always
dedicated themselves to it, to making her insane with pleasure, even
though they had always ultimately ended up abandoning her.

Eshi started out with licks so soft and tentative that Brighide
despaired of ever getting to that place where pleasure went on. It was
so easy when her lover had a penis. She supposed she was straighter than
she wanted to admit. On Covenant... She smiled then at Eshi's word, the
*egalitariat*... being interested in only one sex was regarded as an
unusual idiosyncracy on terms with refusing to bathe. She was always
willing to try.

And, oh, fah, was Eshi doing something to her that made her willing to
try harder. She could feel her desire boiling up within her. Eshi's
hands were on her belly, on her chest, playing with her breasts, as she
felt the first strong wave of pleasure soak into her soul, followed
closely by another, and Brighide could only lay gasping in wonder, one
arm across her face to smother the moans she knew she would let loose
otherwise. No wonder Kaede kept her! A third and fourth arose. Eshi kept
licking her, making little noises of her own to tell Brighide she
appreciated the appreciation, the pleasure. Brighide didn't want her to
stop, ever. Eshi could do this until dawn. Her whole body was thrown
into the unceasing, white-light pleasure of it all.

But Eshi did stop, eventually, after Brighide had lost count and ceased
to care about losing count. She looked up, her chin and cheeks
glistening in the candlelight, and then she covered Brighide's body with
her own, pressed her magnificence to Brighide's body. "Oh, Brighide,
thank you."

"How..." Brighide gasped. "How do *I* find someone like you?"

"You don't. You can buy a model of me, but it wouldn't be the same."
Eshi pushed herself up. "What I am is what Kaede has made of me." She
kissed Brighide, and Brighide surrendered with the last of her will.

"Fah," Brighide sighed. She touched Eshi's back and caressed her butt.
She hungered for Eshi now, wanted to touch every square inch of her
body. She tried to remind herself, briefly, that under that flesh was a
framework of metal and a brain of supercooled crystal, but it didn't
matter. Eshi was a woman, and a whole one. More whole, Brighide thought,
than even herself.

She felt dizzy, but better than she had before Eshi had found her. The
alcohol must have worn off a little bit. That was it. "Can you stay with
me?" she whispered.

"That probably wouldn't be very smart," Eshi said.

She let go of Brighide, slowly. "Wait," Brighide said. "Tell me why."

"I told you why," Eshi said. She smiled, and to Brighide she could see
that it was so simple. "I like you. You're good to Kaede. I wanted to
make you feel good."

Brighide smiled back, despite the soft melancholy down in her heart. She
knew that she might never have a love like Eshi's. She wanted to, badly.
Was there someplace one could go to buy a companion just like Eshi, one
where the companion robot was whole and complete and so human unto
herself, or was that just a wish automatically made impossible by the
sheer wishing of it? She sighed and let her memories wrap her like a
cloak. "I'll miss you tonight."

"You'll learn," Eshi said. She touched Brighide on the arm. "I believe
you will." She rose, giving Brighide one more brief kiss. "Sleep well."

            *            *            *

In the morning, she joined Kaede and Eshi at the table. Sharon and Caco,
blissfully, were not awake yet. Jaina was in the shower. "How's your
vacation going so far?" Kaede asked her.

Brighide grinned. "So far? Wretched."

Kaede laughed. "Feel better after last night? Eshi take good care of
you?"

Brighide smiled. "I don't suppose she kept it a secret."

"No," Kaede said, looking away. "I wonder if she did it as a kind of
revenge. It did make me squirm, a little, to give my permission."

"Revenge for what?"

"I cheated on her. A couple of weeks ago." Brighide stared at her, her
mouth open. "I guess... I guess I wanted to prove that I wasn't just
hooked on her. And that I was still attractive to other women." She
smiled. "I was right on both counts. But that's not what love is about."
Eshi passed behind Kaede, her hand trailing on Kaede's shoulder. Kaede
grasped her fingers and gave a brief squeeze.

"That was about the time that Eshi's nature came out at the office,
wasn't it?" Brighide said. Kaede nodded. "It wasn't... it wasn't about
what I said, was it?"

"Yeah," Kaede said. "I wanted to prove I wasn't technogamous."

Eshi glided through the room as if ignoring both of them, putting down a
bowl of sliced and sectioned fruits. Brighide couldn't ignore Eshi,
however. It was hard to ignore her, even in her bathrobe. She was far
too pretty. "I'm sorry," she said. "I didn't know how cruel it was."

Kaede reached out and squeezed Brighide's hand. "I know you didn't mean
it."

Brighide nodded. "I guess... " She looked at Kaede, and at Eshi. She
should have been angry at Eshi for using her to get her revenge, but the
sex had been too good, the feelings too honest, the truth too real.
Watching them, she had only the gentle envy of knowing they had what she
wanted. "Fah, I wish I could bottle what you two have and sell it on the
open market."

"Someday, when you find it," Eshi said, "you'll understand why you
can't."

They heard footsteps, and the door swung open. Jaina joined them, and
the conversation returned to more mundane topics. Nobody mentioned last
night again.


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