Feeling Way Too Damn Good
May 6, 3073
Red Dawn Garrison
Summer
Just when I think I've got a certain Colonel figured out I find out that I don't know anything at all. He arranged to rent a "home away from home" for the two of us for the duration of our contract on Summer. It's a lovely geodisic dome with all the amenities either of us wanted.
At first it felt a little strange, almost like playing "house" instead of seeing what it's like to make a true home for just the two of us with no interruptions from our respective duties. Especially sitting at a table together calmly discussing duty rotations and other assorted paperwork (mental note: I've almost got the stubborn man to agree to cut down on the paperwork. There is absolutely no reason for the same information to be repeated on the same form three times!). It was especially wonderful not to worry about any accidental witnesses when my showoff fiance decided he was going to get frisky.
It's good to see Nicholai truly happy for the first time in months and that he's still smoke free. And he's still minded to eat healthy. If I can help the physical wounds heal, maybe I can finally help the emotional ones heal. Just as he and all the others who have become close to me are helping me heal.
Nicholai and I aren't the only ones with such hurts, Elgin took its toll on everyone, but there's too many for me to help directly. So all I can do is try to take care of my command and let the effects from that spread out to those they have connections with. I'm still worried about what the Rosados might pull after the shit with the battle with that madman on Elgin. At least Mueller isn't underminding my authority anymore and comes to me before asking one of my people to do one of his questionable ops.
Fortunately it looks like we might not need Mueller's ops to be done just yet, or if he feels the need he won't use Victor too much. I worry about him, but then again I worry about all of my "children". It's a good thing my hair has already gone white otherwise I'd have very liberal amounts of grey from their antics.
Please let this be a quiet contract.
Red Dawn Garrison
Summer
Just when I think I've got a certain Colonel figured out I find out that I don't know anything at all. He arranged to rent a "home away from home" for the two of us for the duration of our contract on Summer. It's a lovely geodisic dome with all the amenities either of us wanted.
At first it felt a little strange, almost like playing "house" instead of seeing what it's like to make a true home for just the two of us with no interruptions from our respective duties. Especially sitting at a table together calmly discussing duty rotations and other assorted paperwork (mental note: I've almost got the stubborn man to agree to cut down on the paperwork. There is absolutely no reason for the same information to be repeated on the same form three times!). It was especially wonderful not to worry about any accidental witnesses when my showoff fiance decided he was going to get frisky.
It's good to see Nicholai truly happy for the first time in months and that he's still smoke free. And he's still minded to eat healthy. If I can help the physical wounds heal, maybe I can finally help the emotional ones heal. Just as he and all the others who have become close to me are helping me heal.
Nicholai and I aren't the only ones with such hurts, Elgin took its toll on everyone, but there's too many for me to help directly. So all I can do is try to take care of my command and let the effects from that spread out to those they have connections with. I'm still worried about what the Rosados might pull after the shit with the battle with that madman on Elgin. At least Mueller isn't underminding my authority anymore and comes to me before asking one of my people to do one of his questionable ops.
Fortunately it looks like we might not need Mueller's ops to be done just yet, or if he feels the need he won't use Victor too much. I worry about him, but then again I worry about all of my "children". It's a good thing my hair has already gone white otherwise I'd have very liberal amounts of grey from their antics.
Please let this be a quiet contract.
posted by Reika at 3:28 AM
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