Evangeline Anastasia McDowell

[Bazza]

Entry#: 080
Date: ERROR INCORRECT SYNTAX
Title: I think I am in trouble.

I'm not quite sure how it happened, but, this morning when I woke up I found myself in quite a compromising situation.

Butt naked, in Rall's office.

The very first thing my severely debilitated cognitive recognition picked up was Gunther, asleep on his back, next to me on the carpeted floor of the office.

The second great revelation came when I realised he, too, was almost completely naked. The only item of clothing still attached was a white business shirt; the rest of his garments strewn across the office, mixed up with mine.

The third recognition was the number of empty bottles of something spread out around the place.

Bearing a massive headache I clumsily collected my clothing and haphazardly redressed myself. Gunther would have to figure it out himself.

I moved as fast as my hung over body permitted to the dock which held the Alsatia, let myself in and tip-toed around until I located some strong coffee.

Floating in zero-g, drinking my refresher I collected my thoughts on what I had seen. I managed to recall Katrina hauling Gunther back into his office after some kind of event yesterday, which I remembered as being important but found myself unable to recall any details thereof. I also remember him cracking open a bottle of the same something I located and guzzling it down. I also remember doing the same.

Everything after that is a blank.

Once I had sculled my coffee I begun operations on how I was going to handle the situation. I didn't want to entertain the idea of that but looking at the evidence present I had no choice but to accept the real possibility that I'd taken Gunther's virginity during the night.

I had a long, hot shower to clear what remained of the booze out of my system and threw on some clean clothes. I made my way to the Alsatia's bridge and fired up the electronics.

By the time I was ready to face the world, Rall himself had woken up, no doubt as confused as I was, and was loitering in space around the station in his Wraith fighter.

I tentatively enquired about his condition - my reply was, perhaps thankfully, that he had no recollection of the night before and assumed he had a party. However through pure guilt alone I was forced to disclose everything my memory served up regarding the event - that I was pretty much certain we'd had sex whilst both blind drunk, all over a secure channel. His reaction was akin to "stunned mullet" and disbelief at first. But as I recalled the timeline of the evening prior Gunther quickly begun to realise it made sense and that I had, in fact, stolen his innocence. He claimed absolutely no recollection of the incident.

How the hell am I going to tell Misaka about this? Our relationship has been built on a pillar of mutual trust. I've always been a bit of a flirt and Misaka understands that talking and touching are far removed from each other. But now that I've broken that trust, what will she think?

Luckily at the time in question, the girls were all off duty and asleep themselves - Misaka no doubt stayed up late waiting for me to return. I don't even remember how I ended up in Rall's office.

During the discussion with Gunther I came to the realisation that it would be best for everyone if I disappeared for a little while. If Misaka learnt of what happened and was within gunshot range of Gunther, things might get ugly. She's never brought harm to another person before but this goes beyond anything we've ever gone through.

I took control of the Alsatia, backed her out of the wet-dock and, after saying my farewells to Gunther (still loitering around Mecklenburg and still somewhat hung over himself), I left Braunschweig and started on a flight back to Puerto Rico.

I'm now staring out the front window looking at the Bremen system as I fly along a shortcut I was previewed to earlier. ****'s gonna hit the fan when Misaka wakes up. Telling her what I did is going to be painful, though not telling her would be even worse.

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