The end of a story...

[jimmy Patterson]

Kusari first fleet Battleship yamato deck 3 C section VIP quarters

the room was recently changed around he could see marks in the carpeting and a few electronics knocked ajar perhaps to dewire the room as they were now guests of the admrial or mabye it was mantince,he sighed and looked to isabelle "this ships massive,there cultures massive,hell im not even remotly related to kusari im part bretionian for christ sakes,i thought liberty was tough ,kusari hell i dont even know where to begine that and my japanese is horrable i dont think i can follow you love and with there zero tolorence for mercs and bounty hunters and there honor you cant let me hang around ain say the civilian 'falls with a hunter id,what am i gonna do?" Isabelle hushed him and smiled telling him what he knew she would and in truth what he wanted to hear he dident need to he just wanted to" youll be fine ,my love just be yourself allbeit with a kusari tounge and rhineland accent,Uncle Datie wil ltake care of us"* she kissed him and drew him to bed to rest it had been a busy day planning tours dinner,jim sighed tired not of the day but of the weight of his decision finally hitting him sleeply he kissed her back and replyed"oh isa,i hope your right because if your not we wont beable to see eachother anymore,and id die without you.....i feel that i am reguardless.....

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