One year Anniversary [audio]
--PERSONAL DATA LOG 20XX08.14.030 SAMUS ARAN. RECORDING...--
Computer.
YES, SAMUS.
Please add the supplemental data I recorded last night regarding the transformation I endured earlier in the month to the unexplained transformations compendium I have been working on.
DATA FILE ENTITLED, "CHARIZARD TRANSFORMATION", CORRECT?
Right.
WILL THERE BE ANY FURTHER DATA TO ADD AT THIS TIME?
No. Just an overdue log recording from here. I don't believe I mentioned that Falcon and I finally stopped arguing.
NOT IN THIS LOG.
He's actually moving in with me. It makes me both apprehensive and excited. He's been over so often recently that it shouldn't be that different. In fact, we just celebrated our first anniversary two weeks ago here in the firehouse. Here's to hoping for more.
More, and better and longer than most of the other relationships I've tried to forge in my lifetime, be they romantic or not. I am reminded of last summer still, especially now that Otacon seems to have a very effective blank in his memory for some reason. It wouldn't be too far fetched to believe this might actually... be another Otacon from an earlier point in time. He wouldn't be the first person to 'time-travel' here. There were numerous signs indicating this, such as his shyer mannerisms and as mentioned; no apparent memory of what he had been doing here at the school before. ...No memory of what he had done to me.
I have not forgotten.
Even more interesting is the arrival of Huey Emmerich. He looks, sounds, and acts very similar to Hal. Is he a sibling, perhaps his child from the future...? An alternate future? Would I ever meet someone from my past like this... or my future? The consequences of something like that could...
[A sigh and silence for a few moments until she can think of a suitable subject change.]
Falcon has been preparing for the Grand Prix. He's understandably excited. It's difficult to not want to follow him there and cheer from the stands instead of behind a TV screen, but if I stay, I might be able to finish Ionia and Jeff's spare rooms before he gets back. It should be a nice surprise for both of them. Remodeling this old firehouse turned into one hell of a project... not that I'm complaining. It gives me something to do. Something to keep my mind off any danger he might face on the tracks. Or more specifically, who.
Otherwise, I would feel myself itching for a mission again, despite it being only a few months since I last ventured into space. It really is a strange turn of events living here, isn't it?
I don't think I mind that much. ...It's very difficult to enjoy a meteor shower from space.
--...END RECORDING.--
Computer.
YES, SAMUS.
Please add the supplemental data I recorded last night regarding the transformation I endured earlier in the month to the unexplained transformations compendium I have been working on.
DATA FILE ENTITLED, "CHARIZARD TRANSFORMATION", CORRECT?
Right.
WILL THERE BE ANY FURTHER DATA TO ADD AT THIS TIME?
No. Just an overdue log recording from here. I don't believe I mentioned that Falcon and I finally stopped arguing.
NOT IN THIS LOG.
He's actually moving in with me. It makes me both apprehensive and excited. He's been over so often recently that it shouldn't be that different. In fact, we just celebrated our first anniversary two weeks ago here in the firehouse. Here's to hoping for more.
More, and better and longer than most of the other relationships I've tried to forge in my lifetime, be they romantic or not. I am reminded of last summer still, especially now that Otacon seems to have a very effective blank in his memory for some reason. It wouldn't be too far fetched to believe this might actually... be another Otacon from an earlier point in time. He wouldn't be the first person to 'time-travel' here. There were numerous signs indicating this, such as his shyer mannerisms and as mentioned; no apparent memory of what he had been doing here at the school before. ...No memory of what he had done to me.
I have not forgotten.
Even more interesting is the arrival of Huey Emmerich. He looks, sounds, and acts very similar to Hal. Is he a sibling, perhaps his child from the future...? An alternate future? Would I ever meet someone from my past like this... or my future? The consequences of something like that could...
[A sigh and silence for a few moments until she can think of a suitable subject change.]
Falcon has been preparing for the Grand Prix. He's understandably excited. It's difficult to not want to follow him there and cheer from the stands instead of behind a TV screen, but if I stay, I might be able to finish Ionia and Jeff's spare rooms before he gets back. It should be a nice surprise for both of them. Remodeling this old firehouse turned into one hell of a project... not that I'm complaining. It gives me something to do. Something to keep my mind off any danger he might face on the tracks. Or more specifically, who.
Otherwise, I would feel myself itching for a mission again, despite it being only a few months since I last ventured into space. It really is a strange turn of events living here, isn't it?
I don't think I mind that much. ...It's very difficult to enjoy a meteor shower from space.
--...END RECORDING.--