((Read Part One, if you haven’t or you forgot, here!)) “What way should you be acting?” Logan asked, his tone slapping Usagi across the face with every syllable uttered. “Like a damned adult, not some high school drama queen,” she replied, placing her head in her hands.
It’s been less than a month since Usagi Hiretsukann (still, unfortunately, listed on many documents and public records as Usagi Tsukino) had caught back up with her capsuleer corporation, Stimulus, at their new base of operations in the Reblier system.
The corporation hadn’t been back in TXW for more than a month or so from their vacation trip. Usagi was already distracted and far more annoyed than usual as she still hadn’t managed to restock all of her ship and ammunition supplies, nor had the dividend payouts from the several … Continue reading
Ending my life in State space was bitter-sweet, but it brought a sense of closure to a life that really wasn’t me, nor someone who I really wanted to be. It also forced me to stop thinking that I could just ‘revert’ back to the Usagi I was if things … Continue reading
I tried several times to ignore my body’s attempt to wake me, each time it proved unsuccessful. Despite that I was decently hung over and not really that chipper, I just couldn’t sleep any more.
((Some of the posts for the next few days will be in first-person, as they’re reposts from when I was doing first-person stories.)) The last few days have been fairly… fun to use a rather generic term that doesn’t offer too much information while explains everything.
The short red-head briskly walked down the pathway between two large green bushes that were covered in what she could only assume were poisonous red berries. It was usually a given that if it grew on a bush, and was red, it was poisonous.
Usagi hated being late. She prided herself on being punctual and organized, at least when it came to matters of spacecraft and their operations. Her personal life was an entirely different matter, which is why she was so late for the CTA and ended up having to catch up to … Continue reading
Usagi had mixed feelings about these trips. On one hand, it meant spending time with her father, something that she hated doing. Usually he took every minute of the trip to emphasize her many failures. In his eyes, each less than perfect grade, report and effort confirmed his opinion of … Continue reading
Usagi both moaned and grimaced as her head smacked against the metal wall of the small utility closet. Her Civire lover leaned in and looked at her with concern while running his hand through her hair. “Are you okay?” he asked. “Yeah, yeah,” Usagi nodded, kissing him. “Don’t stop.” The … Continue reading