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Sitting in the Marketplace late afternoon, I came out to stop by the campus to check out a book on micro-dot from the library, since I've got the first paper I think I've ever had to write due next week, and miracle of fucking miracles, I'm actually working on the damn thing. I've got a few hours before my shift and it's too much trouble to ride the train all the way home, then turn right back around and get on it again, so I'm killing time, sitting outside one of the many little cafes lining the main street, sipping on a cup of coffee and tipping my head back to look at the sky.
Too early for stars, but I can see the faint outline of the bright glow of Oublie, and the darker red of Nanashi in the distance, shuttles puttering across the sky and toward the landing dock just outside of town. For a moment, I get almost this physical need to be up there, to just get the fuck up and go... Get the hell out of here and never look back. Spend my days out in all that darkness. All those fucking stars. I squint out into the distance and try and fool myself into thinking I'm not looking for a particular shuttle. Not looking for a particular face in the crowd. 'Cause I'm not. One fuck up in orbit isn't enough to make me that fucking stupid.
But yeah, maybe I am looking... Got nothing better to do, right?