Nov 4
A strange scientific alliance is born

I find my dear friend already busy at work when I wake up in the morning. She looks as if she has hardly slept a wink. Models of our cruiser litter the ground and clutter the desk directly around her.
    “Morning. How did you get in here so quietly?” I ask.
    “Lady Berkley gave me a key,” she replies.
    I look over her shoulder. My pill shape still forms the base of the ship, but now there is no glass in the design. 
    “So there are cameras which give an omniview as they call it, but I am trying to find a way to have one or two that can perform the function we want without covering the exterior in endless holes. What I wanted to ask you was whether you think the view is still a luxury or aesthetic choice, because then if the camera is in a precarious position it will not matter,” she wonders.
    “Well it can’t truly be the standard unless it is a model easily customized and tailored for individual needs. And a precedent is what we wish to set, no?” I ask.
    “Then there are screens which can wrap around the inside of a ship as well, but I feel as though we could go a step further,” Amanda asserts, looking me in the eyes and gesticulating. “See if you put an omniview camera above and below on antennae, you can give not only the illusion of there being no walls, but can also have a realtime view of the exterior of the ship, preserving the safety we want. So while before the view is a safety concern, it is now simply a luxury, although easily broken off. But what if the walls were somehow to switch at will from being opaque to transparent as opposed to this illusion of transparency?”
    “And if the transparency could be varied so that you could view a certain subsystem wedged between the walls or other subsystems, then it could be a huge mechanical breakthrough as well! For the average traveler, all they see is either clean, smooth wall or infinite space, while a mechanic can view all the innards and make necessary adjustments en route!” I exclaim. 
    We begin to work on producing such a material. We rule out materials that require entire electron configuration to create the effect because that would be too volatile on a ship, but we look for materials which change properties dramatically with ion shift or electron swap. Because metals easily meld to form alloys, we look for alloys which produce variable outcomes. One we find conducts electricity only when the copper within the composition forms particular matrices. We watch as samples spit out electricity while others heat up and get red. 
At one point we come across an interesting patent filed by an Elite showing the effectiveness of antiwater as a protective barrier. 
    “While water, two hydrogen atoms and one oxygen atom, is a liquid and extremely viscous,” he says with the sluggish accent of the Elites, “antiwater, when procured in significant quantity and suspended with Majorana particle, creates a rigid surface nearly unbreakable. Even with my diamondcutter here, I will be hardpressed to break through the seal I have created.”
    A robot begins to make a cut and when the seal is punctured, the diamondcutter and the seal are sucked away into nothing as if from a minuscule black hole. 
    “As you see, even if the seal is punctured by extreme and precise force, the device is only negated in the process, making it a highly effective barrier, particularly for militant use,” he concludes.
    I decide to call up the Elite and see if he isn’t up for collaborating.
    “What is it? Do you think this is it?” Amanda asks.
    “I don’t know what the relationship is between antiwater and normal water, but if we can somehow bridge that gap, then we will have found the material we need, eh?” I wonder.
    The face of the Elite appears on my tablet and begins to talk. As it does so, it comes out head and body, sitting in a chair, to rest next to us on the workroom floor. 
    “Hello?” he asks clearly.
    “Yes, we wanted to speak to you about your antiwater patent,” I respond.
    “Fantastic! I have wondered whether someone would find a use for it. Is that why you called . . . ?” he asks.
    “Yes. My name is Jess and this is Amanda.” I curtsy in my chair. 
    “And my name is Captain. I’ve been long retired from military service, but, you know, the name stuck from the war,” he explains.
    “Your tongue is much more quick than in your patent file!” I accost him.
    “Oh yes, I should have updated the video long ago. I have since made it my priority to speak English as fluidly as possible as a matter of principle,” he smiles.
    “Can your antimatter somehow switch to water form in a nonlethal and somewhat safe way?” Amanda asks.
    “Well as a matter of fact, I have been pondering the same thing of late. Can I ask what the purpose is in doing so?” he wonders.
    “Why of course! We want to create a ship which can turn transparent but remain a wall,” I say.
    “So everyone can see you, but not touch you while in outer space?” he laughs.
    “You mock us?” I ask vehemently.
    “No, no! I think it is an honorable use of my technology. Shall we?” he agrees.

After we show our Design and after some time of our new friend Captain kindly explaining the physical properties of antiwater and Majorana particle, we find out that our original assumption of electron reconfiguration was quite correct. 
    Antiwater is water but the electrons are positively charged and the protons are negatively charged, so that if water and antiwater were to touch they would negate and disappear just like the seal and cutter in his patent file. But if the charges were somehow to flip as if with a switch, then the antiwater would immediately turn to water as if by a miracle. 
    “That is the rub, dear ladies. How to make the switch? This is the point where I ask not only for your partnership, but your friendship. For what I am about to tell you is quite dear to us Elites and Superiors. This is like telling you why my parents are getting a divorce or why my brother has cancer,” he says.
    I nod him on. Well, since you asked so nicely, I think.
    “So we Elites and Superiors speak telepathically, which is why talking is not only like a different language for us but like trying to do something entirely new for the first time. To us it is more like trying a new way to eat that is harder and doesn’t fill our stomachs. We have to contort our faces in ways we have not done in centuries. 
    “It is because of telepath that my name is based off of my position when I first met humans. I was a captain during the war, and so it has been my name ever since. If I say ‘that one guy who’s an engineer’ in telepathy, everyone knows who I am talking about, but in English it comes out as just Engineer. So kind of like so many of you are called John Smith, a lot of us are called Friend or Acquaintance.
    “Sorry, that is quite the digression. But I had to help you understand this major difference between our species, other than how large we are to you. Our telepathy works because a gland in our bodies transmits the messages via antimatter. The gland itself is made of majorana particle and the inside of the gland switches between grey matter and antimatter at will. That is why we know about antimatter and majorana particle in the first place — by observing our bodies. Do not ask me how antimatter helps transmit the message, because I have no idea! But something within our very bodies creates this switch that you and I need to complete the project.”
    “So if we made a transmitter which mimicked your brain and made the hull of the ship act as if your gland, then it is entirely possible,” I presume.
    “Precisely!” Captain beams, then sullenly, “But such a device would certainly be considered inappropriate by my people unless somehow its production is hidden.”
    “No one says the patent has to be explicit,” I think aloud, “but it does have to be shareable and, when printed, accessed in full detail. I do see the issue here.”
    “We would be infringing on the grounds of the peace treaty between the species signed after the war. We Elites have ever since been a part of your intellectual collective and have relished in the good fortunes of it. I for one am in favor of more and even total collaboration, but this is one area which has and will cause contention among the Superiors, which are much more stubborn than the Elites, though I worry they too would deem it improper,” Captain explains. 
    We all stare at the floor and think in melancholy silence. Then Captain loudly interrupts.
    “But we can file the patent in vague terms and then develop the technology anyway. We can worry about the politics later,” Captain decides.