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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]
Lotus pose...? [His questioning tone is an answer in and of itself.] And what does staring at my hand do, exactly...?
[It sounds a lot less... useful when interpreted through an incredulous mindset.]
[Voice]
...
The lotus pose is so you don't fall asleep.
[Sheryl did after a hangover.]
[Voice]
You might need to... demonstrate this sometime, perhaps.
It also has benefits for contacting the... spirits, correct...? I had wished to... reach Nala. If at all possible.
[It's... really disturbing, to think of himself performing magic. But it's fascinating, too.]
[Voice]
It's better on person.
... When I was on the mountains, sometimes I'd hear Kipinn by accident. Meditating will help you a lot; for, and outside filial magic.
[Voice]
[He's been changed more by the six months in Luceti than he's ever had to change in his entire life.]
[Voice]
...
Magic is less strange than me baking, Doctor.
[Seriously. Seeing Spartans as supernatural beings is not all that uncommon in her world. Claiming one of them can make very sweet baked goods, on the other hand...]
[Voice]
... It is just... fascinating that I m-might be able to use it.
And... [Thoughtfully:] I, for one, th-thought it was interesting to see you at that point. Though... it was indeed very strange for you...
[... The brownies were probably pretty good, however.]
[Voice]
It's changed all of us, Doctor. Might as well adapt.
[Spartan measure. Adapt.]
[Voice]
Daisy has to stop being adorable, really.]I... suppose I have had to adapt, yes. Usually against my will, but... [That's how it was, a lot of the time.
... At least he isn't alone anymore. He has friends, even if they are ones he would've never expected to have. He's talking to one of them.]
[Voice]
[Voice]
[He wants to get stronger. To... be less helpless. Since he came to Luceti, he's been helpless - gradually less so, but helpless about almost everything.
That needs to change.]
... Any h-help I can get... would be appreciated.