Twilight Thoughts

[Jeremy Hunter]

Izzy washed her face again. Ashley's Anki had nearly been a write-off. She looked around her Claymore's small bathroom, then decided what she would log into her diary come the time.

Entry Four: Eventide

I didn't lose Ash after all. We broke up, but...she's still there for me. She even let me hold her like I used to; Arms around her waist, my face nestled i her hair, and my body against her back... I wish I never had to leave her...but she deserves better. Yes, I saved her life three times. But I still am not good enough for her.
Now, Jeremy isn't good enough for me, but hey, he chose me...kinda....sorta....ok, we chose...wait, why am I arguing with myself?!



Midnight Roar. Lunar Eclipse. Names that all had to do with night. Well, my newest edition to the garage was Eventide...the end of the day.

I was out with a mate from the Terminal, Seiryu Kururugi.

He's a great guy, and we were good friend, when during our time on the Alicante. I'll admit, we did...have a slight make out session...interrupted by Ellie...Rika Kairi Hunter, I swear, if you tell anyone, I'll throttle you.
Anyways.
We gathered a few old faces:

Cameron James, a whiz mechanic and perpetual sleeper. Kinda looks like Jeremy, without the spikes.

He is a pain in the ass to get moving if you don't have coffee handy. Seriously.
And Haley Norton. Was good with electronics, and was a decent substitute in case I was away from the Eventide. Of course, we didn't think of that. We just liked the fact she was easygoing. Not to mention she'd share a bed with me so I could curl up with someone. She's a good friend like that...no Rika, I didn't sleep with her in that sense. Like I sometimes crawl into bed with you when you're having a nightmare? That kind.

So, there we are. We four went off and explored around Bretonia. Liberty was a boring sometimes, and, well, might as well see if find anything relating to the Gallic Royal Navy that Terminal could make use of. And sightseeing. Heh.

So, we flew around Newcastle, skirting the edges of the Derelict City (those Brets are pretty touchy) and ended up heading to Tau-31, where we got turned around and headed in the completely wrong direction. So, of course, that worked to out benefit. We stumbled upon a mostly-intact Gaian Claymore Gunship somewhere west of the Jump Hole. Was awesome, really. An entire gunship, to ourselves. Of course Haley said we should flip a coin to see who'd be the captain, but then Seiryu pointed out I was actually the highest ranking in The Terminal...so, I ended up (thankfully) commanding the to-be-salvaged ship. And boy, was it work.

First, we had to drag it to a clear spot...in other words, we dragged it into Edinburgh. Once we found a safe spot, all we had to do was wait for the Alicante to arrive. It gave us a lift to...somewhere, where we got around to bringing it to drydock and giving it a complete overhaul. Sadly, it was pretty badly banged up, far from our first assessment, and since the Gaians weren't just going to give us the plans, we had to improvise. While it was not going to be at full power anytime soon, the ship was ready to fly, at least. I hoped I got a chance to show it to Ash...I mean, we were still friends.

We just needed a name now. But what would we call it?

It took me a few minutes, but I finally found it. A name that, not only went with my other two ships, but fitted the Claymore.
Eventide. The end of the day. We all liked it, actually. Midnight Roar, Lunar Eclipse, Eventide. Was a nice little fleet I had. Hell, I even got the name I'll use if I ever get ahold of a cruiser - Witching Hour.

Eh...I won't get ahead of myself...Probably will never get a cruiser. I don't steal stuff from Liberty.

Anyways, that's the story. Wasn't special; no death-defying last-minute escapes, no sneaking onto Gaian bases, no sleeping with hot Gaian women to get to their husbands. Just four friends dragging a Claymore wreck to a planet and then fixing it.

How normal.

I guess that ends this entry...now, if only Ashley would stop punching inanimate objects, running away, and jumping on top of goshdamn semis, I'd have an actually awesome night!

Izzy turned off the PDA, then flopped back into bed. She hoped James could deal with Ashley; that girl, as sweet as she is...is a right handful.

Entry Four, closed.

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May you ever walk in the Light, Shizune.