OCEANUS ADVENTURE #20

A Fictional Series by J Quisumbing

Chapter 7 continued

They crossed the lagoon on a skiff to the starboard ring; to a floating protrusion constructed by the Bajao. The mall, in actuality, were makeshift stalls set up every night by the enterprising Bajao. There were a variety of shops selling from home made crafts to food stuffs.

Kina was munching on a barbecued cuttle fish on a stick as she weaved her way through people enjoying their shopping and haggling. So far, the sea gypsies she met does not seem to have any motives to sabotage this project. She liked them.

“This is my school!” said Bree.

It was a domed structure just like the residences except that it was open. Bree led her in. Where there should have been kids’ desks, a number of long tables were laid out ladened with products. One in particular had several baskets of fresh fruits by Bree’s brother, Bryce. A camera crew was videotaping him as spoke into a microphone.

“Yes, this is the third crop of fruits that I harvested on my aquaponic system,” Bryce said proudly. He picked up a basket of lemons to show it at the camera. “Do you see these lemons? This basket is about 60 pounds. It is about half of what I harvested from a single tree and we have seven trees. With my aquaponic watering system, the growing time from flowering to harvest is about 3-4 months. We’re going to have fresh fruit practically all year round.”

“Cut!” said the cameraman. “Okay, Alicia would want to get some shots of the greenhouse, tomorrow.”

“Sure thing,” Bryce said.

“I’ll take the whole basket,” Bree jokingly said.

“Sorry, sis. Cooky already reserved these for her lemon cakes.”

“Bryce, you know Laura hates it when you call her Cooky.”

“Why do you call her Cooky?” asked Kina.

“Oh yeah, this is Kina, my new roommate.”

“Hello…” said Bryce shaking her hand. “Are you Filipino?”

“Hawaiian.”

“Oh, cool. Aloha…”

“Aloha, back.”

“Bryce calls Laura ‘Cooky’ because she’s not exactly a good cook, but she does try,” Bree said.

“Who is this Laura, exactly?”

“Oh, she’s the wife of the skipper of the Belinda,” Bryce said. “Now ask me what her job is?” He asked mischieviously.

“Okay, what?”

“She’s the cook!”

An hour later, back at her quarters, Kina was studying the dossiers of Diego and Laura Kostas.

To be continued…

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Note from the author:
Oceanus Adventure is a fun effort on my part to enter the wonderful world of creative writing. It’s a story of a group of people who launched themselves into the Pacific Ocean on an artificial island to solve the Great Pacific garbage patch. My hopes is that this will end up into a TV series.

Comments and idea suggestions will be most welcomed. I hope you enjoy.

OCEANUS ADVENTURE #19

A Fictional Series by J Quisumbing

Chapter 7 continued

Five hours later, the chopper was landing on Oceanus.

When the rear hatch opened she was greeted by Director Quimby and Admiral Harris. She including Chief O’hare were led inside the bow superstructure to a conference room.

“Chief, it is good to see you.”

“Thank you for asking for me, admiral,” said O’hare. They shook hands. “Jona, this is Chief O’hare, Navy Seal. He’ll be your head of security.”

“Wow! Navy Seal, cool,” said Jona looking pleased. “Welcome to Oceanus.”

“Thank you, Director.”

“Please, call me Jona. We are quite informal here and…”

“Don’t bother, Jona,” chuckled the admiral. “The Chief here is pure navy. I can’t even get him to call me Senator.”

“Sorry, sir. Once an admiral, always an admiral, sir.”

“Okay, special agent Kilikina ʻAookayeee…” Jona was struggling with her Hawaiian name.

“I think Kina might be a lot easier, don’t you think, Jona?”

Two hours later, after the conference, Kina was guided to the residence island. When she entered her assigned quarters, she found her roommate lounging on a couch with a headset on her head absorbed in her tablet. Her dossier says she is Bree Grover from New Mexico, agriculture specialist & teacher.

Kina wasn’t sure which bedroom was hers, so she came a little bit closer and tapped her on her shoulder. Bree looked up and smiled.

“Oh, hi! I was wondering when you would show up. I’m Bree.”

“Kina. Which room is mine?”

“Well, Kina, you’re through that first door to the right. Your stuff was already delivered.”

“How about direct Satelite connection?”

“We have wi-fi here for direct linkage. Just type in your access code. You were given an access code right?”

Kina nodded.

“So, tell me Kina, what’s your job?”

The admiral cautioned her not to reveal that she’s here as an investigator.

“I’m with security.”

“Really!? Would you teach me to shoot?”

“Sure. For now, though, I better unpack.”

Kina went into her room. She opened her big luggage and pulled out her laptop which she put on her desk. When she turned it on, she had to center her face to the built in webcam which scanned her face. Then a NCIS graphic came on display and a request for a password which she typed it in. When she got in, she opened the folder of Oceanus’ personnel files. On the chopper, she read through about twenty or so dossiers. She just have to review about a hundred to go, not including the twenty or so Bajao families who had no paperwork. She’ll have to get a better sense on the Bajao. She got up and went out into the living room.

“Hey Bree, can you introduce me to some of the Bajao?”

“I’m going to the mall, this evening. You can accompany me and meet a lot of them there.”

“The mall?”

“Well, it’s not like the malls you’re used to. We just call it that. Come on, let’s go.”

To be continued…

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Note from the author:
Oceanus Adventure is a fun effort on my part to enter the wonderful world of creative writing. It’s a story of a group of people who launched themselves into the Pacific Ocean on an artificial island to solve the Great Pacific garbage patch. My hopes is that this will end up into a TV series.

Comments and idea suggestions will be most welcomed. I hope you enjoy.

OCEANUS ADVENTURE #18

A Fictional Series by J Quisumbing

Chapter 7

Her suite was located on deck 5 overlooking the lagoon. There was a slight breeze which felt good after being in Alicia’s smoky room. But then her nostrils were assaulted by another puff of exhaled smoke. Tess eyed Alicia taking another long drag while leaning against the railing with her back to a beautiful view of the lagoon. She so wanted to say something nasty, but from the Bible passages she read this morning, she knew that He upstairs would not be too happy.

“So, you married Robby,” Alicia said with a smile. “You, my best friend, hooking up with my college sweetheart. How could you do this to me?”

“Alicia… you walked away from him for another guy. And I have not seen or even heard from you since you left for the states. Then we heard stories of you going from one guy to aahhh…”

“I was just kidding, Tess,” she laughed out. “I was estatic when I saw you both together at the reception. Let by-gones be by-gone. Besides, I have my eyes on the IYSA awards for this Youtube National Geographic gig.”

“IYSA?”

“Oh yeah, they are the International Youtube Series Awards. There’s a half a million bucks price money that comes with it. Anyway, what’s up?”

“Oh yes. Director Quimby asked me to be your liaison. So, I’m here at your beckon call.”

Alicia smiled with delight. “Mmmm… okay. Tell me what Robby does here?”

Tess was feeling a little tightness in her gutt. Then the chopper flew right over and was making a slow landing at the bow’s heliport.

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Kilikina ʻAukai had been with NCIS for 6 years now. She was recruited straight from the Hawaiian Police Academy and was posted on board two aircraft carriers the last of which was currently berth in Subic Bay. She would have flew off to her next assignment when she received new orders to be reassigned to a special project somewhere in the Pacific. From the ship, she was ordered to take a cab to the Naval Air Station Cubi Point and look for a retired Filipino Air Force Major who will fly her over.

She was surprised to find him standing by a CH-46 Sea Knight helicopter. But instead of the U.S. Navy insignia on the side, a watery blue circle encompassing the Pacific Ocean was in its place. The major casually introduced himself as Jer Roque then introduced her to a U.S. Navy Chief named Chief O’hare. Before she could ask the Chief on what his job was suppose to be, Maj. Roque passed her a sealed packet and told them to board.

Once they were airbourne, Maj. Roque’s, voice came over the PA system saying that they were first stopping at Manila to pick up supplies. They spent the night at an airport hotel of which federal agent ʻAukai went over the report of Senator Harris’ assessment of sabotage. At daylight, they took off again. Five hours later, the chopper was landing on Oceanus.

To be continued…

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Note from the author:
Oceanus Adventure is a fun effort on my part to enter the wonderful world of creative writing. It’s a story of a group of people who launched themselves into the Pacific Ocean on an artificial island to solve the Great Pacific garbage patch. My hopes is that this will end up into a TV series.

Comments and idea suggestions will be most welcomed. I hope you enjoy.

OCEANUS ADVENTURE #17

A Fictional Series by J Quisumbing

Chapter 7

Tess Ramiscal stood before the door for a good 5 minutes. She had been staring at a hand written sign that says ‘Buenaventura Productions, Editing in progress, DO NOT DISTURB!’. She took a big breath then knocked.

The door opened but instead of Alicia, it was a young woman. Tess recalled that she was one of Alicia’s production assistances.

“Is Alicia here?” Tess asked.

“She’s recording in the other room. She can’t be disturbed.”

“Who’s at the door, Linda?” It was Alicia’s voice shouting from the other room.

“Alicia? It’s me, Tess. Can I come in?”

“Tess? Sure, sure! Come on in!”

The suite was a mess. Tess went over to the other door and tapped on it.

“Come in.”

When she opened the door, the room was dark and smoky. She was wondering why the smoke detector was not blaring away and the officer of the day not up here by now. Then she noticed that it was clearly tampered with.

The room was suppose to be the second bedroom of a two bedroom suite. But Alicia had converted it into an editing suite. A work table had replaced the bed and was placed in the middle of the room. On it were a sophisticated desktop computer and two laptops. On the wall were two flat screens TVs. One was showing an aerial of Oceanus. The other was a paused screen of Alicia in an outfit that reminded Tess of a Hollywood starlet.

“Hold on Tess,” said Alicia as she took a puff of her cigarette. “I just have to review this edit one more time.”

She clicked the play and then the graphics of the Pacific Ocean behind Alicia came to life. The heading, Pacific Garbage Patch, slowly materialized next to her.

“According to Wikipedia, the Great Pacific garbage patch, also described as the Pacific trash vortex, is a whirl of marine debris particles in the Pacific Ocean. The collection of plastic and floating trash originated from the Pacific Rim, including countries in Asia, North America, and South America.”

The graphic behind Alicia zoomed in showing the area of the ocean with Hawaii in the middle. On the left and right of Hawaii, were two twirling arrows, one going clockwise the other counter-clockwise.

“The patch is actually two enormous masses of ever-growing garbage. What has been referred to as the ‘Eastern Garbage Patch’ lies between Hawaii and California, while the ‘Western Garbage Patch’ extends eastward from Japan to the Hawaiian Islands. An ocean current about 6,000 miles long, referred to as the Subtropical Convergence Zone, connects these two patches, which extend over an indeterminate area of the widely varying range, depending on the degree of plastic concentration used to define the affected area.”

The graphic behind her then changed into photo of concentrated trash floating on water.

“The vortex is characterized by exceptionally high relative pelagic concentrations of plastic, chemical sludge, wood pulp, and other debris trapped by the currents of the North Pacific Gyre.”

“No no no…” Alicia cried out as she paused the video. She stood up, walked right by Tess and opened the door. “Linda, that garbage pic made me look like I was wading in sludge. Go back in there and find me a better image. We have to upload this in an hour.” She then pulled out another cigarette and strolled out onto her balcony to light up. Tess followed her out.

To be continued…

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Note from the author:
Oceanus Adventure is a fun effort on my part to enter the wonderful world of creative writing. It’s a story of a group of people who launched themselves into the Pacific Ocean on an artificial island to solve the Great Pacific garbage patch. My hopes is that this will end up into a TV series.

Comments and idea suggestions will be most welcomed. I hope you enjoy.