Entry#: 043
Date: 26 - 11 - 817 AS @ 14:11 SUT
Title: That's not gone at all well...
At the beginning of the event the two teams were together on the cargo bay elevator. The rule was, after the siren there would be a 30-second no-fire period allowing each team to locate cover.
A blank fired from my pistol begun the match. Kana and me run for the support towers at the bow of the ship, I looked back to catch Misaka and Fumika diving behind the port-side engine. This was the beginning of what would prove to be the most gruelling stalemate in the history of the universe.
I, of course, drew first blood. Misaka made the grave mistake of poking her cute little head out from behind the exhaust manifold, which ended up in a direct hit to the nose. Fumika returned the favour with a shot which I almost didn't avoid - it grazed past my ears as I dived for cover.
We were at a significant disadvantage; while they could easily hide behind the engine and remain completely secure, we had towers which only barely covered our width, requiring us to stand at all times.
For several minutes the fight continued like this, us behind the struts, the others behind the engine. Volleys of snowballs were exchanged with hits scored on both sides.
But then, something changed. The incoming flak ceased. Everything went silent, the only sound the gentle whirr of the Alsatia's heating systems.
I can't say I've ever been as strung out as I was right then. I had no idea where those two had gone or what they were doing. Did they surrender? Did they collapse? Were they planning something? I gave up the scant protection of the struts and made my way out from the underbelly of the ship.
That would prove to be my undoing.
I stopped just beyond the shadow cast by the ship when I heard a voice from above. The voice shouted "Now!". Immediately following that I heard an all-mighty bang, the source of which I could not identify immediately. I had barely a second to collect my thoughts and plan a reaction. I could manage only to turn my head to the sky, enough to view, but not react upon, the massive torrent of snow which was now hurtling towards my face.
I managed to catch but a brief glimpse of the cause of this snow. In that moment I saw Misaka, with a significant boulder in her hands, looking down on me with the eyes of a murderer. I will never forget that look, the way she stared down her nose, her depraved smile betraying the mild facade she bore just moments prior.
I knew then, it was the end for me. I had been out-gunned, out-manoeuvred and out-smarted.
The avalanche hit me and I instantly fell to the ground. The snow that had fallen into my clothes quickly turned to ice-cold water, evoking a blood-curdling shriek from my battered body.
Kana, having witnessed all this from the safety of the underside of the ship, rushed out to help me. I mustered all my strength to order her to stay back. My order was ignored, and I resigned myself to the fact we had been defeated. Kana tried to pick me up, to get me to the safety of the shadows.
I caught another glimpse of the she-devil and her comrade as I lay sprawled out on the cold, wet earth. I saw it coming, but there was nothing I could do to avert it. My body had been weakened to the point of uselessness.
Down came another barrage of snow, this time the cause being Fumika.
Kana never saw it coming. The snow hit her while she knelt down beside me. I watched the snow obliterate her defences and bring and end to to the girl's life. I was on the verge of losing consciousness myself, only managed to shed a single tear before succumbing to my wounds. As the world turned black I could hear Misaka and Fumika rejoicing in their victory. As the world turned dark I muttered a single word to the young maiden who had so gallantly surrendered her life attempting to save my own.
"Thankyou".
Entry#: 044
Date: 26 - 11 - 817 AS @ 15:31 SUT
Title:
I awoke some time later. I had to take a moment to regain my bearings. I realised I was still alive, for a start. I also noticed I was now looking at the ceiling of my cabin.
Additionally to all the above I found Misaka asleep on the floor beside me, her head resting on my bunk mere inches from my face. As I lay there reorganising my thoughts I came to the conclusion that I had lost the snowball fight and would now have to serve this girl's every wish and command. I pulled myself up in the bed, and felt something tug at my hair. After sending my hands in to investigate I discovered Misaka had already taken the liberty of installing the cat's ears to my person. No doubt I was now sporting a set of whiskers, too, given she never forgave me for my previous transgressions.
Not quite sure what action should be taken next I concluded that waking Misaka was in order. With that, I rolled over and gently licked her cheeks. Everything went according to plan and the young mistress was roused from her slumber.
I moved from her cheeks to her right ear, gave it a little nibble and uttered a gentle meow. Misaka, with a heavy blush, backed away and said to me, in a flat, monotonous tone: "make me lunch". Not only had I lost my chance to win over the young beauty; she was intent on making this the most excruciating ordeal I've ever been through.
So me and Kana, who now sported much the same attire, had to make a meal fit for two she-devils.
The rest of the day involved much the same; highlights included Misaka ordering a sponge-bath and Fumika commanding little Kana to finish every sentence with "meow".
Those two really do enjoy degrading us.... but we will get our revenge. I am already working on a plan with Kana.
We will make them know who runs the show here. That is a fact.