Journal Entry 037 / 0364 "Okay, Dick, what is you want to show us?" I asked as P'nyssa and I walked into the lab.Journal Entry 037 / 0364 "Okay, Dick, what is you want to show us?" I asked as P'nyssa and I walked into the lab. Dick Reedhon bent over his lighted work table, a pair of old-fashioned biocybernetic headbands in his hands. "This is it," he said. "What is it?" I asked. "An adaption of Biocybe... aspect switching." Dick Reedhon is one of the most brilliant men I know. He's also just a little touched in the head. But then I like him; he was a friend of mine before Pendor ever existed, and the changes in him since The Great Hall only make him more fun. "Aspect switching?" I asked. "Yeah. Each headband is a Bc-i/o port- they shunt all sensory data and voluntary commands, and provide feed for the same, from the other headband." "Wait a second," P'nyssa said. "You mean, if two people wear those things, then they will, I guess, switch bodies?" "Almost," Dick said. "Almost. |