Entry#: 119
Date: 03 - 10 - 818 AS @ 10:39 SUT
Title: Untitled.
Misaka thinks I'm being a bully, Fumika and Kana tell me I have a crazy groupie girl-crush. Sakura is as oblivious as I hope she forever stays.
But it's really not so bad taking pictures of the one you love while they're asleep and naked is it? I mean, his sleeping face is just so achingly adorable - you'd almost forget he leads an entire army engaged in a war across three fronts with how peaceful he looks. I guess, considering he'd had me bent over the arm of the couch not long before it's reasonable for him to feel pretty damned good about himself. He is a man, after all, even if he doesn't quite realise it.
I had the camera handy, and he was out cold. Such an opportunity doesn't often present itself. All things considered, this particular Admiral keeps himself quite visually appealing. Clean shaven, well-kept hair and thoroughly maintained stomach. I think of all the people I could have had a drunken bingle with, this bloke isn't the least attractive one I could have picked.
And Misaka doesn't yet know about the pictures I took of her not that long ago - My very life would be in grave danger if she ever found them. Fortunately for me she's not especially computer literate - and the encryption program I use is as-good-as-makes-no-difference on par with the Liberty Navy's own. Ex-Ageira employees with an axe to grind are such wonderful people...
I'm not a bad person, am I...?
As for other news.... well.
The "RNC" Maelstrom now lives discreetly inside the Salzwedel asteroid field. I found myself worrying about the old girl's well being, couped up in Puerto Rico far away from her stablemate the Alsatia. I organised a transport from Kreuzberg to shuttle myself and the girls to Vieques and get her up and running again - which proved problematic as her battery banks had run flat whilst in dry-dock.
Being the Admiral's mistress does get you some rather neat perks - I do wonder what would have happened to us when we rocked up in this distinctly hostile destroyer in core Rheinland Military space had we not been introduced beforehand. That, and, well... she's proven herself an ally of Rheinland on a few occasions before. When you reduce a dreadnought to spare parts news of it does tend to get around.
It feels nice knowing she's somewhere I can keep an eye on her - the sentimental attachment I have to all of my ships does at times get annoying, yet there is nothing I can do about it - nor do I really want to do anything. I like the bonds I share with the Alsatia, the Maelstrom, the Salvager and my fighters, even if others see them as nothing but eyesores and unreliable death traps - I see them as living beings; with a soul and emotions.
Sounds stupid when you put it that way. But how else can you explain Alsatia's random bouts of mechanical failure and equally random self-repair? She's just a bit moody. As soon as I show her attention she turns into a big sook and mends herself.
Reminds me of a certain raven-haired little she-devil who resides on board, actually.