Meanwhile, Brakelatabasaasta had made it safely to Planet New Tokyo with the help of his escort, Fark Mcgeezax.
"So... I guess this is it, then," Brakelatabasaasta said, sitting above the docking ring to Kusari's capital planet.
"Yeah. So, seeing as I pretty much 'smuggled' you out of Liberty..." Fark began to say, "I mean, I'm getting paid for this, right?"
"Oh!" Brakelatabasaasta said, "Yeah! Umm... here." Brakelatabasaasta transferred what little cash he had left in his account to Mr. Mcgeezax. "That's all I have, but I hope it makes you happy-satisfied."
"It'll do," Fark said, turning his ship to face the tradelane. "Seeya around, kid. And good luck in Kusari."
Fark entered the lane and zoomed off into the distance, leaving Brakelatabasaasta sitting all alone above Planet New Tokyo.
And this is where I begin, he thought. It's time to get out into the world and start Brakelatabasaasta-ing it up!
Brakelatabasaasta thought about Jenny, and whether or not she might have been able to track him down this far north. He did 'love' her, at least as much as he could 'love' anyone, but he couldn't let himself be tied down by her forever. If he had stayed in Liberty, that most certainly would have happened. So he came up with the entire scheme to mislead Jenny and confuse her before leaving her behind, which hopefully would twist her up so badly she'd be unable to follow Brakelatabasaasta right away.
He also thought of his guests that he left back at the chapel. He hadn't included them in his ultimate plan to escape, but he wondered just what they were doing in the wake of this wedding-disaster. Brakelatabasaasta hoped they wouldn't get too caught up in it all, and that they would just dissipate and leave after seeing the groom run out on everything. But he couldn't know just what they were doing.
In any case, the wedding was over. The Groom had fled to Kusari, the bride was lost in pursuit, and the holy-man had left the building. People would go on with their daily lives, and Brakelatabasaasta would go on with his.
Shoving the complicated thoughts of his wedding aside, Brakelatabasaasta entered New Tokyo's docking ring, and began his descent. From this day forward, he would carve out a new life for himself, unfettered and free from previous events. He had escaped.
Of course, Brakelatabasaasta wasn't thinking about this. After all, he was unable to comprehend just what his actions had accomplished for him this day; he couldn't speculate as to where his life would take him now. All he knew was that he was in a new place, with new sights and new people.