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Nodoka Hanamura · (This post was last modified: 08-01-2024, 10:24 AM by Nodoka Hanamura.)

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Date/Time: June 26th, 826 AS | 0402 Universal Time
Location: Rheinland Space, Sirius Sector
Subject: Alone

Everything since Maehara was destroyed has.. for lack of a better word, been better than expected - the expected having been our personnel turning on the High Command. We're doing okay for ourselves on the Utsunomiya, what with hydroponics keeping us alive and well fed, however, the Seraphine is currently combat ineffective. We're in a holding pattern in deep space, and have been using a unique technique for jumping using its' jump drive to move the fleet slowly over time, culling the time to destination from 29 years to about 6 months. In the intervening time, We've had no connection to the Neural Net, and as such, We are in the dark about what has happened in the past months. As such, I've been tasked with finding out - and as such, I'm going alone.

No Harpies.. none of my escorts.. it all feels so.. alien. I feel like where we were when Hanamura-sensei fled from Kusari all those years ago.. except all I have is myself.. It feels like so long ago, now.

I'm only now reentering known space.. The only reliable contacts I have are in Natio Octivarium. I'm going to make contact with Taskmaster Kane and the Natio and find out what all has happened. After that.. I've been tasked with trying to find allies in the Sigmas and vicinity that could work with us once we return to Sirius. Personally.. I grow tired of the speeches, the calls to order Hanamura-sensei keeps declaring. We're not rioting, but if anything, we're all just depressed that things went south so fast. It's as if there was a concentrated effort to bring us down at word go by the powers that be.

But I digress.. She's assured me that we're going to return, come hell or high water.. I will hold her to that. I love her dearly.. but I'm not as naive as I used to be.

I've hailed Taskmaster Kane and I should be able to land this fighter at Canberra. From there I'm going to request an appointment with the Natio to discuss matters. I think they'll understand our dilemma. From what I've heard the Natio has had to do dissapearing acts before.

Nodoka Hanamura · (This post was last modified: 06-27-2019, 03:51 PM by Nodoka Hanamura.)

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Log Number A-002
Date/Time: June 27th, 826 AS | 1445 Universal Time
Location: Cortez, Independent Worlds
Subject: House on Fire

I reported to Birdie-chan about the situation in Bretonia.. It's not pretty.

The Allied forces are all holed up around New London and most of the system is in ruins. It's like scorched earth - the Gauls are destroying everything they see. I did manage to kill a high ranking officer on patrol. Forgot his name, but the rank that came up from his return was that of a Colonel. I'm certain a part of the GRN's command is going to be hurting at least slightly from that one.

I am personally frustrated with the situation here.. We left for six months and all this happens.. I fear the worst when Elena-chan's home planet.. Cambridge.. Whatever god may hold dominion on this realm, please do not let that happen. I'm on my way to Liberty now, and moving onward to Rheinland. From there, I will check on Freeport 11, and then after that, do a quick patrol through Kusari and see how the war with Rheinland is holding up..

I am not going to lie. I personally am depressed by the situation here.. but then again.. I've been depressed since we had to leave the Sigmas.

Nodoka Hanamura · 06-27-2019, 05:20 PM,

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Date/Time: June 27th, 826 AS | 1611 Universal Time
Location: Freeport 11, Omicron Delta
Subject: No Place Like Home

I've arrived at Freeport 11, and to much surprise, nothing much has changed on the surface outside of a lack of Nomad attacks. I'm tired from having been up all this time since I arrived. I went to the station Diguised as my old alias, and I've been using some casual wear to help blend in. If all goes well, I should just blend in. I'm trying to keep myself out of plain sight for the sake of protecting myself. I don't want people, especially those with a bone to pick with Hanamura-sensei - to know I'm back in Delta. I won't be here but a day, but still - I'd rather keep any enemies of hers out of my hair.

Rheinland and Liberty don't have much to show as I mainly did a buzzing by of their systems. Harmony now has a fully fledged station with shipyards.. it bewilders me to see they're still alive - You would think that LIberty would have sent a battlegroup to eradicate them, but what with the system's travel problems and the Roi... I guess their inaction is understandable.

Rheinland apparently is working with the EFL on some project in Frankfurt - I didn't stick around to find out what, but I did see a EFL Trade lane present on the way to Munich.

I don't know what to really do from here. I will have to go to Kusari, and then back to the Natio to meet with with a delegate from there to get a clearer picture.

I did see a Orillion's Legacy ship before I docked - A doctor Callahan.. The name rings a bell. Maybe Vex-kun and Kalh-sama are still alive.. once I have things more clear.. I could probably ask to speak with her.

Anywho.. I'm going to bed. To think.. I'm only a skip away from where this whole mess started. We should have held our ground..

Nodoka Hanamura · (This post was last modified: 07-08-2019, 07:57 PM by Nodoka Hanamura.)

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Log Number A-004
Date/Time: July 7th, 826 AS | 1000 Universal Time
Location: Canberra Star City, Tau-44
Subject: Room and Board

I've returned to the Natio after staying a while at Freeport 11.

Not much to report, but I'm planning on making an appointment to speak to whoever took then-Taskmaster, now Adjutant Kane's place as our delegate in the government. I haven't heard back from him, which has me concerned for his health. He did mention some sort of injury if I recall right, but I hope he has not relapsed.

Hanamura-sensei said that the battlegroup would be arriving on the outskirts of Tau-44 inside a certain Nebulaic cloud just outside of the star system within a week, and she wanted me to hail her when she arrived.

I saw some pilots head off to Roussillon for a engagement with the Gallic Navy. I also heard reports that things have gone south for the Council. Things could not be more bleak, even if I tried.

Here's hoping that whatever help we could recieve from the Natio to get ourselves going again, that it will eventually lead us to return to Kusari somehow.

Keiji Namura.. that man will pay dearly for destroying Maehara... our home.

Nodoka Hanamura · (This post was last modified: 04-19-2024, 08:59 PM by Nodoka Hanamura.)

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Date/Time: April 19th, 834 AS | 0000 Universal Time
Location: N/A
Subject: Alone

The girl's voice is visibly shaken and depressed, on the verge of tears.

I have.. been asleep for so.. so long. My body aches, and craves nourishment after all this time.

Hanamura-sensei and the others.. have been gone for several years. After.. I lost contact with them I placed myself in cryogenic stasis.. in the hopes that they would return. I woke up to find Sirius has changed.. so.. so much. The world I knew.. is so far away now. No more Harpies.. No more of Bride-nee-san.. No more.. Hanamura-sensei..

I.. I hope they're still alive.. all of them. Somewhere. Because honestly.. that is the only thing keeping me from.. taking my ship.. and priming its' nuclear reactor to detonate as it crashes into the Kishiro headquarters in Oita.. is the hope that they're still alive.

But.. for now.. I need to.. I need to find help.. Marisa-san.. Hunt-sama.. There has to be someone out there.. someone from the old days.. who can at least give me some stability.. and maybe.. give me something resembling meaning and purpose in my life again.

Nodoka Hanamura · (This post was last modified: 04-21-2024, 09:38 PM by Nodoka Hanamura.)

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Date/Time: April 21st, 834 AS | 1802 Universal Time
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The inside of a Hagane can be made out. Mieko's eyes are red from hours of crying, bawling her heart out. On the right control panel rests her automatic pistol.

This message.. is for Hanamura-sensei.. Bride-nee-san.. and the others.. and anyone who.. comes across this recording. For too long, I have ran, and ran.. at least.. when I was with Hanamura-sensei.. I didn't feel like it was running.. I felt.. alive. But now.. years have passed, and this world is so much colder.. so much.. different.

I.. have grown tired of running alone. The Harpies are gone.. Vex-san is gone.. Hunt-sama is dead.. and Marisa.. has yet to respond. I.. I grow tired of this world.. and yearn for the sweet release of death. Golanski.. Kishiro.. Lost Company.. The Commune.. I guess you.. all of you, can count your victory. It may not be Hanamura-sensei's head.. but I am tired of running - and it is my head you will get..

The girl takes the pistol, tears in eyes and frustrated emotionally. She aims it at her head.

I'm sorry.. Hanamura-sensei.. nee-san.. minna-san.. I can't do it anymore...

Goodbye..

Her hand shakes as the barrel rubs against her skull, a subroutine set to commit a non-preserving deletion of her root partition upon the death of her host body. She was all alone now, and would die alone, drowning in self-pity and misery. In days long gone she could have never contemplated taking her own life. But now - she was tired. Her finger starts to pull on the trigger. Memories past from all the experiences she has had in the past 13 years seek through her working memory. A final sanity test, some rogue process somewhere, trying to get her to stop. She pulls tighter and tighter on the trigger.

Nothing. She releases the trigger, and puts the gun down again. She breaks down crying, in tears. She can't will herself to end her life.. maybe because she holds out hope that her friends will come back. Maybe because she just can't give up. She doesn't know - it eludes her. But all now she can do, is cry, which she does, until she eventually passes out, hours later. The feed ends, as an auto-away trigger is activated.

Nodoka Hanamura · (This post was last modified: 04-23-2024, 12:17 PM by Nodoka Hanamura.)

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Date/Time: April 23rd, 834 AS | 0502 Universal Time
Location: Casa Iekahara, Kieya Woods, Gran Canaria
Subject: New Home

Today I made contact with Curator Firmitas -- or Will, as he goes by, apparently.. His hand reaching out to mine in the depths was enough to lighten my mood. Yesterday.. after what happened.. I went to a house builder with what I could scrounge together - even managing to break into the long-since frozen Starcat Holdings accounts and.. liberate assets. I doubt the Baffin Universal Credit Union will.. be fond of that.. anywho.

The slow freeze of Gran Canaria has left an abundance of land for claiming, and I am the owner of a small home here in the Kieya Woods. It is quite tranquil, the scenery of pine trees and flowing rivers sates my mind. I wonder if this is what Earth was like for Hanamura-sensei.. at least in the rural, mountainous parts of where she lived.

The house is small, but it is homely. Honestly.. I am content with the idea that this may be where I spend my last days. There is something calming about my life ending here, potentially.. amongst the flowers, trees and beautiful animals of this freezing world.. Gran Canaria I feel is an analogy for me.. my heart has grown so cold - and possibly.. one day it would all freeze over, until I am no more.

But.. I won't give up just yet.

Nodoka Hanamura · 04-24-2024, 05:12 AM,

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Date/Time: April 23rd, 834 AS | 0502 Universal Time
Location: Freeport 14, Inverness System, Auxesian Space
Subject: New Dawn

I met with Will-san. He was more than amicable with me.. and we had a long discussion about life.. the world.. and me. Suffice to say.. while I hold out hope for Hanamura-sensei and the others to return - I need somewhere.. something to anchor me. Tommorow I will hail Auxesia for recruitment. I hope that.. in spite of what happened before Leviathan, that they will welcome me.. and I will find what I need to move on.

Until then.. I will do some personal honing.. and practice this guitar I acquired from a person here on the Freeport.

She begins to play a tune, music playing, her fingers strumming at the guitar with ease. As the song concludes, the feed ends.

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Nodoka Hanamura · (This post was last modified: 04-28-2024, 10:21 PM by Nodoka Hanamura.)

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AUTHOR: Mieko 'Yoruha' Iekahara
ENTRY NO.: 03-001
ENTRY TITLE: First Contact
ENTRY DATE: April 28th, 834 AS | 2102 Sirian Universal Coordinated Time
ENTRY LOCALE: Valravn Citadel, Inverness System, Auxesian Space
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The past week, suffice to say, has been a whirlwind of emotion and experiences. I have been put on a fastrack training regimen, apparently as a result of experience with the Affliate program.. I've caught glimpses of Hu.... Leviathan.. at the complex, but.. I daren't talk to him. The nature of his state as an AI, leaves me to ponder.. how much of Joshua Hunt is in him? How much does he remember..? Does he remember what happened on the Andraste? At Freeport 11? ... at Ismara? It was so long ago.. me, Hanamura-sensei.. nee-san, and him.. just enjoying ourselves and getting to see Auxesia's technological and cultural achievements. I still remember seeing the large hall there in Ismara.. the busts of the countless men and women who formed the Technocracy's ranks and built them up..

My only regret.. is not having Hanamura-sensei let me go to join him as his protege. Not for any political or hierarchical gain it would provide.. but.. because I genuinely liked him. Hunt-sama was someone I looked up to.. revered greatly, as a man who beneath all the metal, still had his humanity about him.. Humanity.

I remember what Will-sama mentioned before escorting me to Freeport 14 the other day.. What do I see myself as..? Am I an artificial intelligence at this point? I mean.. I am at my core, silicon and gold, with other assorted components that make up my SoC architecture. But.. I.. Mieko Iekahara.. I don't feel like a machine. I never did. I always.. in one fashion or another, after all these years.. felt human. I'm not.. but.. I feel such things regardless.

I hope one day.. I can find out for myself whether or not Leviathan remembers those memories of me and Him, of Hanamura-sensei, beyond just the basics... The story of Hunt's son.. how Keeper Revenant.. lost him so tragically. The brief scolding, followed by praise for my lust for knowledge, as I read over documents about the Cult of Technology from years ago. I still remember the beams of light their Bustards fired. The power they wielded could compete with an entire Liberty battlegroup.

Sometimes I wonder if joining the Military arm was the wisest idea. But then again.. at this point, it doesn't matter much. I am amongst Auxesia's rank and file, and must complete my training before my superiors will allow me to transfer to anything other than whatever composite element is sent out to support forces on security patrols, or the occasional escort into the Earhart system.

Other than this.. Something.. magical, happened the night before I was to report to Valravn. I had been lurking around Inverness, exploring the area since it had been years since my last time here. I came to find myself amongst.. Nomads. They were conversing with an Auxesian operative, an AI of sorts going by the reporting name of Megiddo. I approached, hoping not to be detected, and hid behind a asteroid in the field. I was found out, and declared my intentions.. but.. they didn't harm me. They were accompanied by an unknown human, Chevalier de Valliere. They somehow managed to.. use their psionic abilities to augment my shell to be able to comprehend Nomad telepathy.

What they showed me.. I learned so much from these.. Vagrants, remnants of the Slomon K'hara who were ejected amidst the Nomad War. When Hanamura-sensei and others from Sol left for Sirius.. they didn't know what they were treading upon.. Apparently.. The Vagrants believe Sirius to be their birthright. Honestly.. Speaking with the one named Psyche.. they were quite kind.. upset - but kind. I was later met by an infectee.. a Rheinlander who.. was less than amicable. During it all.. whilst it sifted through my mind.. it was like a dull.. hypnotic bliss.. I unironically, wish to experience it again.. feeling my pains wash away.. feeling.. happy to be embraced by the Vagrant mindshare.. well.. until the Rheinlander started to induce me into the horrors of the bloodshed that wrought Man and K'hara. That brought nothing but guilt and sadness.

When I was amongst the mindshare, even for such a short time.. I felt.. at peace. I was happy. Like when I was with Hanamura-sensei and Nee-san back in the days before she became the administrator.. when that running.. felt less like running, and more like living. I daren't bear their seed. But this one shall bask in their light, for what Abrolhos once proselytized eons ago, is true.. We have much to gain from camraderie with the K'hara, celebrating the beauties of each species, and making amends for our transgressions.

This darkling yearns to bask once more in their light, to learn the wisdom of the K'hara - so much more advanced and wiser than I. I hope that one day, Hanamura-sensei and everyone else can return.. Her especially.. so I can show her that not all Nomads are monsters.. and that we are not free of sin.

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Nodoka Hanamura · 05-01-2024, 05:40 PM,

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AUTHOR: Mieko 'Yoruha' Iekahara
ENTRY NO.: 03-002
ENTRY TITLE: Firebound
ENTRY DATE: May 1st, 834 AS | 0702 Sirian Universal Coordinated Time
ENTRY LOCALE: Valravn Citadel, Inverness System, Auxesian Space
ENTRY TYPE: Text

Yesterday was the first day I spoke to Leviathan since meeting him at the Freeport. I still bear regret and self-disgust regarding it. Not only did I compromise the information security of Technocracy, but I said such an awful thing. My hope is that I can make up for my misdeeds. I went to rendezvous with Will-sama in Vespucci.. such a demure place, even with the.. absurd amount of mines blocking the hole to Magellan.

He and I talked somewhat, and I had.. caught him up to speed about the matter at hand. It still lingers in my mind.. what caused his original self to die..? It's clear that he remembers what happened on Ismara, what happened at Freeport 11, at least, from talking with him. When I brought up his offer from all those years ago, he said it still stood as valid.. I'm honestly nervous about this.. afraid about if I may let him down, but even when I showed faint hesitation.. he took it as acceptance.

One of his former subordinates, Lazurith, was in attendance, and he seems amicable enough.. I should reach out to him about all this, find out.. if I truly am making the right choice. I mean.. If Leviathan is one and the same with Joshua Hunt.. time and experience in the intervening years notwithstanding.. then I suppose I can trust him. If Will-sama can.. if Lazurith apparently can.. then maybe I can too. It's so hard to find people to trust, especially these days.

We were called later to respond to a distress call from a allied ship, belonging to Task Force Prometheus - a transport piloted by a girl named Yoko. She and I met a few days prior - and apparently a Wilde cruiser had intercepted her in.. Omicron Delta, of all things. To say the mood was tense was an understatement. We managed to get free without any casualties.. other than what looked like the Cruiser firing a warning shot at the transport.. which put everyone aboard into a frenzy.

Thankfully, a Zoner Aquilon-class managed to distract the Wilde vessel whilst I ran HAVCAP for the transport with Leviathan engaging in Anti-cloak EWAR.

Having purpose again in my life.. how fleeting it may be - is nice. That being said.. I still long to see Hanamura-sensei again. At least, one last time.

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