Destiny

[jammi]

Oh really? Your Alien studies, yes? I glared at him accusingly. Well, if Harman recommends you... Ill get in touch with Jones and see if he can have you transferred. Will they accept you? I felt the sting of this comment as if I had been slapped. Had this blinded idiot insinuated that I, an exception, a unique faucet of brilliance, would not be able to gain access to an institution of New Berlin Universitys par? The dusty scholars and self-absorbed faculty would fall over themselves to obtain a student of my calibre. Despite this... They were the best I could reasonably hope to find.

I laughed mirthlessly under my breath before making a measured response, staring through my father with a venom that could put the lethal toxin of a Kurile Sea Serpent to shame. Father cringed, and seemed to crumple slightly into the shell of his clothes.

What do you think father? He made a small shrug. I walked out, my patience at its end. I had preparations to make. I needed a ship, or at least something I could pay to take me to Rhineland. Something as menial as piloting a transport could be left to someone else. The servants could deal with packing my possessions as well. That is what they were there for. I also had the other matter to deal with. The one that could make or break me. That part of my plot had to run flawlessly, or I would burn alongside my broken dreams and crumbling destiny.

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