Ames Cromwell - Just a Diary

[Exploration]

Time: 0300 Date: 05/08/835 A.S
Location: ACV Titania - Omega sectors.
Entry: 01 - Inner Ramblings

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The recording started and revealed a woman with dark shoulder length hair. Though her face seemed tired, the familiar look of someone who did not appear to sleep all that well. She sat in a high back desk chair while leaning on the desk, propping up her head with an arm. She was wearing a simple white oversized shirt. The figure tapped at the camera now, indicating this was being recorded on a portable device such as a PDA.

“Huh, is this thing working? Oh. There.”

The figure folded their arms on the desk in front of the camera as they leant slightly forward.

“It has been a while since I did one of these. Hades. I even looked through my old journal and the whole thing made me cringe! Though future me if you're watching this, don't expect anything particularly smart or ground breaking. We both know I was never the type for philosophical discussions, I’m not Leviathan. Ha.”

The figure smirked a little, propping their head up once more with their right arm and leaning against the desk before the camera.

“I thought maybe talking to this thing might lay to rest some of my demons or inner ramblings. Perhaps even give me another perspective. If nothing else it will give an old and grey me something to cringe at.“

In the background a bed can be seen, the room is dimly lit but the unmistakable outline of a person laying on the bed asleep behind them can be seen. Pink hair can barely be made out, the glare from the screen causing a haze for the camera. Though what little can be seen of the bed, suggested it was not of typical basic military spec, rather more the high priced type found in an Orbital Spa and Cruise suite.

“Things have changed substantially since I last recorded one of these. For one I was less old, I mean, where have the years gone anyways? There was a time where I was carefree. Die for the cause and throwing myself into the jaws of the monster like some hero on holovision. Ugh. I was an animal back then, naïve I guess. Now I find myself stuck with commitments and conflict.”

The woman leaned back in the chair now which swung slightly to the left, clearly her gaze had shifted to that person behind them. Her face now side on to the camera, it was possible to make out even from this angle the endearing expression she wore.

“The thing is, I once thought I would go out of this world in a ball of flame and debris. For the cause, preservation of knowledge, which still means a lot to me. People change with time and things happen, people happen even. I find myself trying to balance the two as a priority, though in all honesty. One of those two means more to me now than the other.”

The figure paused for a few moments, still gazing at the person asleep behind them. A soft sigh could be heard.

“It turns out even a stubborn Libertonian like me can accept that some things are worth the fight, for they are something we cannot live without. Something we cannot leave behind. It really changes your perspective on what is actually important out of everything in your life. In my case it was not even a thing. It was one person.”

Her face returned to the camera. Brushing her dark hair to the side. A glimmer of a grin crept across her lips as if an amusing thought had crossed their mind.

“I just know at some point Naomi is going to find this thing, despite me hiding it in the depths of the data archive. Why does she have to be so smart?! She just knows how to do things. I mean, complicated things. Stuff the average idiot like me wouldn't understand. It is both frustrating and wonderful at the same time.”

The figure sighed once more, their expression returning to a resting gaze while also returning to her forward leaning position at the desk. Lighting from the display she was facing now put emphasis on her blue eyes which almost glistened.

“I am so lucky, I know that, but yet I can't escape the feeling that Naomi is out of my league. The woman could have had anybody she wanted with brains like she does and in the end she chose me. Amy Rhiannon Cromwell. A Libertonian relic from days gone whose only redeeming quality is causing death and destruction. Largely something the universe does not need more of these days. Looking at Liberty now, not much has changed there either.”

Amy shook her head softly in disbelief with a hint of frustration. The shift of her hair revealed some fading scarring on the left of her temple. Signs of a recent scuffle they had been involved in.

“I'm excited for the future of course despite Sirius' problems, two of those reasons are laying behind me. In fact when I announced all of this to Revenant and Leviathan it was certainly an event to behold. Poor Revenant, the only explanation we could offer is ‘Science bitch.’. Naomi gets credit for that one, that was all her. I think I may be a bad influence on her actually, sorta’ like it too in an irresponsible kinda way.”

She had a lingering smile on her face. Clearly picturing the scenes she was talking about in her head. Though this shortly transitioned to a quiet giggle as they shot a glance back towards the bed. Laying eyes upon the person laying there brightened her face once more.

“I think that is enough of my thoughts for one day. I have somehow wandered off down a tangent and this entry has gone on forever. Oh and Naomi; if you end up finding this. I already ate all of the cookies in your secret jar, I found it behind the wardrobe. Love you!”

Amy smiles in a smug way before reaching over to the camera, the recording terminating within that instant.

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Recording Terminated.

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