Evangeline Anastasia McDowell

[Bazza]

Entry#: 096
Date: 09 - 06 - 818 AS @ 08:24 SUT
Title: Untitled.

Well, it only took me four days, and I've already "earned" myself shore leave from the Kriegsmarine. I managed to get my Wraith to within an inch of her life in a fight with a Kusarian Ahoudori in Omega 11. A few questions such as "What the **** is an Ahoudori doing in the Omega edge worlds?, why the **** was it working with a Hessian?, and how the **** it managed to survive as long as it did?" sprung up at the time, however the boat is no longer in existence. A case of shoot first, shoot second, shoot some more, and then, when everyone is dead, try and ask questions.

I owe my life to the Grafeisen, she got me back to safety in one piece, however she succumbed to her injuries and fell to her knees in the docks of Battleship Altenburg. When I got to see the ship from the outside... my blood ran cold. She was missing a huge sheet of cowling from the engine compartment, a spray of high-pressure coolant evident from within the blackened and distorted shell.

The ship had been running dry ever since... every logical conclusion leads to a massive core failure, a typical result thereof being a spectacular explosion and the end of the line for whoever was flying. Yet this ship held on... and got me home.

She's due to be out of service for several weeks while being repaired. Lack of a readily available replacement alongside the injuries I sustained in the fight were enough to warrant me a little holiday grounded to Berlin under direct orders not to leave the surface. The person who issued that order, however, has no knowledge of the Alsatia. This is a good thing.

In other news it seems my girls have been enjoying their new home; everyone having acclimatised to the sub-zero temperatures of the seemingly permanent winter of Berlin. Lots of cuddling, snuggling up together under the blankets, sharing of the luxuriously accommodating shower and slothing out in the warmth of the fireplace.

Little Sakura went and got herself a cold the day before last. The story from Misaka tells me she went straight from the shower to the snow drift, diving in head first after refusing to put her clothes on at Misaka's request thus beginning a high speed pursuit through the house. At least she's learnt her lesson. But walking in to Misaka asleep on the couch with this tiny princess asleep across her lap, makes me indescribably happy that I ever met these two.

I have absolutely no plans on staying planetside during my little holiday. I still need to feed six hungry mouths and there is not a chance in hell of paying for that on a Military salary. Honestly, they wonder why no-one wants to fight for Rheinland... they don't pay enough for people to do the **** I did back in Omega-11 once, much less day in and day out.

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