Dreamers of Kusari

[Tyroflion]

.::Opening personal log::.
.::Decrypting::.

"So, last night was terrible. In the evening one of the FTL engines blew up. Nobody knows for sure why. The engineering spent several hours just assesing the demage. Also I had one of those dreams. God, every time I think of those dreams I need to drink. Now where is the sake."

Sounds of steps walking across the room screaching of an opened cupboard and the sound of liquor.

"So, I have these dreams ever since I lost Houshinjoutai. My therapist says those are just an images of my sub-conciusness that's trying to cope with the loss, but they seem much more real to me. There is always a woman, dressed in Kusari uniform, straight long black hair, eyes that could pierce bodyarmor. She speaks but I don't hear what she's saying. Like if someone covered my ears. I feel like I know her but I am absolutely sure I never met her. And then visions. Glowing shapes swirling in the darkness of space. The feeling of movement in incredible speed. The touch of sun on my skin, unhindered by any clothing. And then the pain. The terrible pain and the feeling of emptiness, like a sudden realisation of how big and empty space really is. And the loss. Voices from my mind just gone. I'm alone. All alone in the universe. And then I usually wake up. I wonder what this all means."

"Anyway I created a small program that's looking into the Navys personal files at least those that I can reach for the woman of my dreams. Yesterday I finished with the last of the active members and now it's digging deep into the past. And I won't stop untill I find her."

.:: Transmission Terminated::.

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Disco has a way of bringing you back whether you want to or not. So yes, I'm back.
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