What am I even doing here?

Posted on Thursday June 28th, 2018 @ 7:36am by Kessler Ryzka

487 words; about a 2 minute read

Stardate: YE40?

Kessler Ryzka, undercover operative "Revenant1"

 It's been almost a month since I arrived with the cargo and the Pine women. Things are rather different here. New rules, New ideals, and half these people don't seem to know what they want. I've had little in the way of work here, my skills wasted on running errands and moving cargo. I should be out there running through back alleys, searching out criminals, collecting data for the boss, but there are no criminals here. Not on this floating city in a ball space station.

 I've volunteered as a cook to at least give me something to do. Other then that, I've gathered what data and other tidbits I could of the personnel around here. Some of them making it a rather odd bunch to say the least. Some don't even register on my radar, and some I avoid at all cost. Some days, I miss my life back home, back on 188604 in that damned desert.

  At least there I had a goal, raiders to fight, and someplace I didn't feel like I wasn't supposed to be. But everything there reminds me of her.......Ceilia. That hospital was no place for her die. I regret failing her everyday, and I know I'm lying to myself thinking that AI was her. Maybe I should have never taken that deal, just stayed in the hospital bed and quietly died.

 This new body had none of the scars, and it makes it feel like I'm just hiding. I never got to pay those bastards Mikael and Harrison back for what they did. The Draguuns should probably be added to that list, having abandoned the common settlers to the outside. They did nothing when we asked for help, staying within their walls. They might as well have pulled the trigger.

 There are very few things here I care about, whether it's because I just stopped caring at some point, or I just haven't looked hard enough. Few people want to even talk to me. The Pines have been still rather kind to me, Jack gave me this second chance. Had a argument with that Aidan guy, gave me a good laugh, so dutiful to the job. There's one other person I've talked to though.

  To say she's peeked my interest would be an understatement. She's smart, very smart, particularly with computers. Hell she could probably beat my encryption if she tried, and read this. Miss Sumire isn't an ordinary woman, and I wouldn't mind talking to her more. We may have been drunk, but that actually meant something to me.

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Fuck I'm rambling now, end log.

 

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