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REPORT 016 :: UNEASY // WRITTEN | VOICE
[Daisy awakes in the middle of the night with the memories of her death, surrounded now by the piles of drawings and studies she had made after the last two battles over the month. All of them, drawn, noted, and observed from her helmet's video logs.
She removes her helmet, letting her armored fingers and palm caress her youthful face.
Between having fought in the draft, having been changed into a meek girl in the small moment of peace, and then narrowly surviving that thing -- "Mu", as her Captain called it... It is amazing enough that she was alive, let alone able to stand and help.
Her armor had taken a severe beating. Between injuries she had taken care of (some of them still recovering from, though), and both swords and lasers of the Murakumo unit, there were sections that would need repair. But with the fear she had that the threat could return, still as fanatic as ever, she could not warrant the days of maintenance it until the threat was proven to have been -truly- neutralized. The caves.
If Shirou Emiya and Rin Tohsaka were here, they could have repaired her armor, and have the Spartan in 100% fighting condition in no time.
The Chief Petty Officer sighs, still looking at the drawings and sketches of Mu-12's body and weapons. It annoyed her the most knowing that the enemy had been in Luceti before, but that the guide had not even written anything about her.
She was familiar with ONI Classified BS. But the little information they had about Mu-12 unnerved her. How much did Adell know, even if they were rumors? If that thing had been here in the past, why hadn't she attacked before? If they all turned out to know something... why were they hiding all of this?]
[Daisy was not going to sleep much tonight. She leaves a few brief text messages, expecting them to be attended in the morning. First thing, letting people know she had survived this month.]
S-23 here. I'm ok.
[ENCRYPTED TO SMITHY PERSONNEL]
What is the tech level you guys can work with?
[ENCRYPTED TO PAPRIKA]
Is there a way to get over bad memories?
[The nutcase that loves combat and whose relative sanity depends on it, also has recurring nightmares of the moment she died. Especially so with her brush against Mu-12.]
[ENCRYPTED TO ROBERT HASTINGS]
[She hadn't seen much of Robert lately. Helios had mentioned he was still alive, but...]
Are you alright?
[Finally, there is one last message she wants to make. The Chief had heard there had been a lot of casualties with the battle against Mu... And she hadn't heard of either Valvalis, or Kirimi. It is the only message with voice.]
[ENCRYPTED TO VALVALIS]
Mind if I come over?
She removes her helmet, letting her armored fingers and palm caress her youthful face.
Between having fought in the draft, having been changed into a meek girl in the small moment of peace, and then narrowly surviving that thing -- "Mu", as her Captain called it... It is amazing enough that she was alive, let alone able to stand and help.
Her armor had taken a severe beating. Between injuries she had taken care of (some of them still recovering from, though), and both swords and lasers of the Murakumo unit, there were sections that would need repair. But with the fear she had that the threat could return, still as fanatic as ever, she could not warrant the days of maintenance it until the threat was proven to have been -truly- neutralized. The caves.
If Shirou Emiya and Rin Tohsaka were here, they could have repaired her armor, and have the Spartan in 100% fighting condition in no time.
The Chief Petty Officer sighs, still looking at the drawings and sketches of Mu-12's body and weapons. It annoyed her the most knowing that the enemy had been in Luceti before, but that the guide had not even written anything about her.
She was familiar with ONI Classified BS. But the little information they had about Mu-12 unnerved her. How much did Adell know, even if they were rumors? If that thing had been here in the past, why hadn't she attacked before? If they all turned out to know something... why were they hiding all of this?]
[Daisy was not going to sleep much tonight. She leaves a few brief text messages, expecting them to be attended in the morning. First thing, letting people know she had survived this month.]
S-23 here. I'm ok.
[ENCRYPTED TO SMITHY PERSONNEL]
What is the tech level you guys can work with?
[ENCRYPTED TO PAPRIKA]
Is there a way to get over bad memories?
[The nutcase that loves combat and whose relative sanity depends on it, also has recurring nightmares of the moment she died. Especially so with her brush against Mu-12.]
[ENCRYPTED TO ROBERT HASTINGS]
[She hadn't seen much of Robert lately. Helios had mentioned he was still alive, but...]
Are you alright?
[Finally, there is one last message she wants to make. The Chief had heard there had been a lot of casualties with the battle against Mu... And she hadn't heard of either Valvalis, or Kirimi. It is the only message with voice.]
[ENCRYPTED TO VALVALIS]
Mind if I come over?
[Voice]
Saw the open invitation over the journals. I was just curious, and needed to turn my brain off after the draft.
I wonder how smart that was, though, ma'am.
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Luckily for Daisy, her first time drinking did not involve stealing a chicken and putting it in someone's house.][Voice]
[Voice]
[The invitation was open for anyone. And Daisy herself was curious enough.]
Nothing risked, nothing gained.
[Voice]
You're awake very late. Is everything alright?
[Voice]
[Only a half-truth. The battle against Mu-12 resurfaced old nightmares.]
May as well keep myself busy somehow.
[Voice]
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[Voice]
[Daisy needs to keep her ties, anyway.]
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[Voice --> Action]
[Later in the night, Ami will find Daisy in her red jumpsuit, leaning on the handles of the bridge, looking at the water. On that bridge, Daisy doesn't quite look the full 6'9'' of height she is, but more like a student spending her free time in silent thinking. After the last days, she has needed a lot of it.
While the Spartan had taken care of keeping her bandages as tight and as concealed as possible beneath it, the senshi's medical eye might notice a few different things.]
[Action]
Good evening.
[Action]
Ma'am.
[...
Then recalls she was part of the people that asked her to drop the military manners. Breaking salute without the officer's permission is just rude, though.]
[Action]
Please. You don't need to. [She nods slightly towards the salute.]
[Action]
Sorry. My apologies. [Daisy's white wings make a soft flutter. Either they're using the free time she has out of armor, or it's awkwardness.]
Haven't seen you in a while.