As always, I went through my usual routine, meal, shower, you know. The same as always.
After all that jazz was done, I brought Alicia to the shooting range for the next few hours, as I myself headed over to the Pharmatics Hub.
Marionette seemed a lot more reactive today, she even smiled when I came through the door. As per the Doc’s orders, I spent the next few hours trying to help her regain her ability to speak.
...With poor results I might add.
“I feel sorry for her… Imagine having to be like that…”
...I have been, remember?
“Oh, true. <.<”
Despite her broken state and poor results. She was definitely trying her hardest.
This is why broken people are so great. They work really hard, and if they seem to be losing their interest. You just remind them that this all is “for that one thing” they oh so dearly wish to accomplish.
“...You are cruel you know that?”
Cruel? No. Practical.
“...No. I am pretty sure you are cruel. ^.^”
...Meh.
Ignoring Lily’s comments I finish up at the Pharmatics Hub for the day, after which I went and picked Alicia up so we could go to the Meeting-hall. She seemed quite tired, so I suppose she had worked quite hard.
The meeting went quite smoothly, I introduced Mr. Johnson to the rest of the group. He seems to get along with them quite well, There doesn't seem to be any problems there for the time being.
Beyond that, I asked whether Tolstoj's Walker had been repaired yet. Apparently it won't be done until late into the evening.
“Wow, lazy engineer eh?~”
I know right?
Well, for the time being, we agreed on a job for tomorrow. A simple job really.
The side that mainly makes it worthwhile is the squad bonus.
”Eliminate enemy force on X-09-200 Y-139-112”
A case of literary theft: this tale is not rightfully on Amazon; if you see it, report the violation.
Estimated foe: 10-20 Medium, 0-2 Heavies, 0-200 Lesser
Merit: 9, profit: 155 credits (Squad bonus pay: 40%)
After that we ended the meeting for the day and agreed to convene again tomorrow.
We headed back home after I bought some peanuts for the squirrel.
“I am telling you~ Its name is Tibbles not ‘the squirrel’... “
“Yeah! Stupid Rasmus!~”
...Why are you joining this as well Lily?
“Because, cute!”
“…”
...For the time being I said sorry to Tibbles.
...Wow, I feel pathetic doing this.
…
At this point we still had almost all of the day to go so I spent it with Alicia.
...A nice day to just rest is nice too for a change I suppose…
...I admit, the sight of Tibbles nibbling a peanut on Alicia’s shoulder is a little adorable..
...Wow, I am getting mushy these days aren't I?
“...Yes. yes you are.”
*Pov: Alicia*
Phew…
Today was a hectic day…
Rasmus brought me to the shooting range for a few hours… He is so nice, but who would have thought that the bitch Lisa would actually hire people to kill me whilst I am inside the shooting range. There were 3 of them… 2 in the sniper range and one manning the armory desk.
… For the time being I calmed them down and got what information I needed from them, that is how I know it was Lisa.
...It seems I must kill her after all for Rasmus… she is too dangerous.
… I will take care of it after the job tomorrow.
… also, the sight of Rasmus playing with tibbles is so cool…
I wiLl nEveR leAve hiM.
*Pov: Lìca*
“FUCKING USELESS!”
I shot the slave that came back.
The useless pieces of crap could not even kill a single fleshlight. They had no value to begin with.
...Still that piece of fucking crap had killed 2 and left the third one alive by accident.
Clearly it knows how to fight, Let's hope she wont tell father.
...I will dispose of her. Any way necessary.
After all….
“No one.”
I look at the holy place to the side of the room.
“No thing.”
The bed I nursed him in while he laid unconscious. I had it brought to my room for safe keeping… I have adorned it with various pictures of us together.
“Can get between our love…”
“ Hehe~”
*Pov: Tibbles*
*snif snif*
!!!
o.o
...
Pweanut…
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0.0
...
*Nibble Nibble*
...
*Happiness*