Entry#: 098
Date: 14 - 06 - 818 AS @ 09:08 SUT
Title: Untitled.
Something... something happened the other day... I don't know what, because I have absolutely no recollection of it... all I know for sure, is "something" violated my psyche.
The last thing I remember is flying into Stuttgart from Berlin, with an order to chase down a bogey in Omega-7. Then there's a literal black hole in my memory. The next thing I can remember after that is waking up in my ship, near the jumpgate linking Stuttgart with Omega-7, Eve DeRosa talking to me over the radio.
I learnt from my superiors in the Kriegsmarine that I actually shot at Voelkel... that something... took control of my mind and ordered me to act out.
I had left in the morning to start my tour of duty, of course with the strong objection of Little Miss Jones, who is still adamant that Military life isn't me. I'm starting to think she's right. Either way, continuing...
First duty involved baby-sitting the Bretonian Ambassador to Rheinland, Countess Lafiel Tarrant. That ate up a few hours of my day with literally nothing to break the boredom except the occasional flirtatious comment from myself, directed at the young Countess. She's such a sweet and innocent little thing, I just couldn't help but tease her. Anyway... continuing...
This is the bit that worries me. I have an absolute, crystal clear recollection of everything up to an eerily specific point. Right as I entered the tradelane from Bonn Station in Berlin to the jumpgate to Stuttgart. I remember seeing the Vizeadmiral's ship just meters ahead of me.. and then... nothing. Complete blank.
The next moment I was aware of myself was near Ulm Border Station. Eve was there with me... when did she show up? I don't remember. What I do remember is that back then, the sole thing running through my mind... was Misaka's sleeping face. I knew she was back on Berlin, waiting for me... and the only thing I wanted to do, was to be close to her.
I flew back to Berlin as fast as my Wraith would take me. Nothing else concerned me at that time, not even the orders of the Vizeadmiral, not that I could even recall what they were at the time.
I remember crash landing the Wraith on the runway... not even caring. I skidded across the frozen tarmac and planted the ship into a snow drift, likely the same one I smack every time I land in a hurry. I sat inside the ship for a moment to regain my senses after the less-than-flattering landing, and in that time the girls, who I learnt later had been having a snowball fight outside, all converged on the ship and helped me out.
At that time, when I saw Misaka, wrapped up in layers of clothing and with a scarf around her neck, the only thing I could think of was holding her close. Misaka jumped up on to the wing of the Wraith, and extended her arm to pull me out of my seat. With tears already welling up in my eyes, I jumped out of my ship; Misaka catching me but for a brief moment as I toppled us both over into the snow drift behind us.
Falling on top of her, and even with my uniform already wet and cold, all I could do was hold her close and cry. She was stunned for some moments, but quickly took over and simply laid there in the snow, hugging me tightly and patting my head, my helmet having long since disappeared. Kana, Fumika, and Eva Jones were all content to simply observe the situation as if it were a romance movie.
Misaka eventually gained control of the sorry mess that her lover had become, the two of us walking inside, hand in hand. We never left each others' sight for the entirety of that night, first sharing a shower, then sleeping together. All I wanted to do was hear her heart beating as we lay side by side.
Misaka drifted off to sleep, still locked in my arms. I however, found myself completely unable to close my eyes... the events of the day reeling through my mind. I got out of bed, being sure not to disturb my little angel, and begun writing. At least, I've been able to put some of my thoughts into order.
But I still can't sleep. And now, all I can think of doing is going back to Stuttgart and figuring out what the hell happened to me...