Evangeline Anastasia McDowell

[Bazza]

Entry#: 077
Date: 11 - 03 - 818 AS @ 16:31 SUT
Title: Breen... Brown... Braun.... sausage?

I'm now reporting from mooring point One adjacent Mecklenburg Station in the Braunsausage system. I've been here two days and I still can't pronounce the name right.

I arrived under escort of my favourite Major General and some of his crew, who saw fit to allow me to shack up nearby his office.

This guy has an irresistibly charming aura of innocence about him. I can't help but pick on the poor bastard. It's like playing with a new born kitten, ever so gently poking his rump to get a meow out of him, or pulling on his tail or jabbing his feet with a Q-tip when he's asleep. I know it's cruel and abusive but I just can't control my urge to do it.

Flirtatious conversation and innuendo sure keeps him on his toes, and it's quite easy to make him embarrassed and go silent for a while. It's quite cute how he reacts to my advances, trying his best to dodge me whilst hiding behind his mask of Military might. He's probably never had a girl with a strong mind like myself take an interest in him. Actually, one such conversation we held in space around Mecklenburg garnered the fact he's never had a girl full stop. Which kind of explains a lot.

He's such a sweetheart, I'm certain he'd be able to nab himself a wonderful girlfriend if he applied himself to the mission. He complains about not having the time for it, but at this rate he'll be a withered old man before he gets his priorities straight. I just need to get him to figure that out.

The other day we all ended up in his office on board the station. He went out for some reason, leaving all five of us stuffed into this tiny little room whose only feature of note is a porthole to the space outside, displaying the backdrop of Braunsausage. With Rall out, I set my plan in motion. I discreetly removed a copy of "Schone Frauen" that I'd picked up along the way here from my jacket and discreetly installed it into his office desk. Hopefully it'll help him along with finding out how it works.

All this adult conversation has had an effect on Misaka, it seems. She was getting jealous and a bit catty because of the amount of attention I was paying Rall. I explained to her, during a hugging session, that underneath it all, I'm completely and 100% devoted to her and her alone. I'm not quite sure what sort of effect that it had but Misaka knows I've always been one for telling things exactly as they are. With that said, the emotions of a pubescent girl are not something that can be easily controlled.

However, I am drifting quite far from the original topic. I'm here, in the hospitality of the Rheinland Military running through the hellish gauntlet of paperwork which accumulated on Rall's desk. I'm being paid quite comfortably to sort, organise and publish it all in a format other people can actually use.

I don't mind it here at all.

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