Shortage

[Diana.Daymarova]

A spoon floats in a soup. It starts sinking down. As the edges of the it are completly surrounded by the almost boiling meal, It drowns immediately. It's like Kathleen's case. A single event was enough to push the spoon deep enough for it to sink. Her life was drastically changed right after it. But there is always someone, who pulls out the spoon. There is always someone who is able to help and pull his comrade out of the boiling water.

With small sips Kathleen finishes the dish and proceeds back to her room. Every time she walks past a mirror, an ugly hag stares back at her. It's irritating. All the stress and pain made her look like a natural disaster. Youth is no more. She isn't the pretty lady she used to be. Luckily, no one around her really cares about her appearance. Just one thing matters and it's her ability to fight. But that is now lost as well.

The Upholder makes the fighting more complicated for Kathleen. Suicidal even. She cannot do anything about it. The enemies fly lighter ships that are insanely hard to take down. She daydreams of her piloting a propper fighter. How amazing would it be? This dream burns to dust each time Kathleen realizes her issues.

An attempt was made.

Kathleen enters her room and starts recording a transmission. She starts with an imidiate apology and continues with expressing her situation and feelings. More apologies are made in process, because she feels like it's a necessary thing to do. When it's all ready, she sends it.

Kathleen is standing there. Alone, consumed by dark thoughts. Just one part of her remains. It's her heart. It is constantly pounding. The love for her parents is hidden inside. Now its frequency raises as she hits the button to make the message available for her Dad.

Waiting for a response is seemingly the only hope left.

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