paper and pen journal
The following was written in Jun's personal journal. You can read it, but your character can't. Not even Jinpei should be able to figure out where Jun secrets it. Kian, maybe. But he's special.
It's nice to know that Ken and Joe aren't the only ones of us that can't give the ISO heads trouble.
I went in today to discuss the oncoming invasion. I had information I've gleaned from piggy-backing Cai's signal as well as a couple of astronomical reports that hadn't been collected at ISO intelligence. The backlog of documents to be analyzed is 15 weeks. We were never that slack during the wars!
I've got to wonder what the hell is going on with ISO astronomy. Thank goodness for the Western observatories. When I haven't been watching over Leela...or playing with Derek, I was going through the readings myself. No sign of any entry but mine and the people that travel the mountains to gather the data report business as usual. Still, I managed to put together something that looked like it might be a big asteroid heading this way. Maybe.
Well, the Board of Directors told me that my intelligence was faulty.
I said, "Fine. As you won't be needing team Gatchaman to defend Earth from an alien armada, you won't mind if I go ahead and start a family, then, do you?"
That felt good. I've been the good one for so long. The one who's gender was excused because she did what she was told. (Never mind losing my shoe, getting captured by Katse, compromising my identity, and causing G1 to quit at least once). But it did feel good to throw my gender in their face for once.
Sweaty said, "By the hermaphrodite?" He never uses the right words and I've never corrected him before, but he was talking about Anthony and that's a sore subject with me.
"Don't you mean the 'biological entity infected with alien hemophilia?'" I rejoined. That I shouldn't have done. I was quoting directly from a report that hadn't been cleared for my eyes. It's tricky. I have to make sure they underestimate me but then I have to remind them that I'm smarter than all of them put together. Can't win with those bastards. Truth is, Nambu covered me from a lot of their sexism when he was alive.
Miss Sexual-harassment-won't-make-a-quitter-out-of-me coughed at that point. I think she was hiding a laugh. All of them sitting on that board -- I look at them and see strangers. I see the same breed that refused to believe that after World War Three, a worldwide terrorist organization was developing to unite the world under one evil authority. These men lack vision but they have plenty of purpose.
Honestly, factotums give me stomachaches. Now I've got revenue Utoland on my butt. I know it's about the bikes. Where the hell is Ken? I can't handle these bastards without him. And he still has that badge Miss Sonel gave him.
I'm so lucky to have Anthony and Jinpei. Between both of them, I can't stay too angry for too long.
Still haven't made arrangements for Kian. It would help if I could actually get him and Anthony in the same room.
It's nice to know that Ken and Joe aren't the only ones of us that can't give the ISO heads trouble.
I went in today to discuss the oncoming invasion. I had information I've gleaned from piggy-backing Cai's signal as well as a couple of astronomical reports that hadn't been collected at ISO intelligence. The backlog of documents to be analyzed is 15 weeks. We were never that slack during the wars!
I've got to wonder what the hell is going on with ISO astronomy. Thank goodness for the Western observatories. When I haven't been watching over Leela...or playing with Derek, I was going through the readings myself. No sign of any entry but mine and the people that travel the mountains to gather the data report business as usual. Still, I managed to put together something that looked like it might be a big asteroid heading this way. Maybe.
Well, the Board of Directors told me that my intelligence was faulty.
I said, "Fine. As you won't be needing team Gatchaman to defend Earth from an alien armada, you won't mind if I go ahead and start a family, then, do you?"
That felt good. I've been the good one for so long. The one who's gender was excused because she did what she was told. (Never mind losing my shoe, getting captured by Katse, compromising my identity, and causing G1 to quit at least once). But it did feel good to throw my gender in their face for once.
Sweaty said, "By the hermaphrodite?" He never uses the right words and I've never corrected him before, but he was talking about Anthony and that's a sore subject with me.
"Don't you mean the 'biological entity infected with alien hemophilia?'" I rejoined. That I shouldn't have done. I was quoting directly from a report that hadn't been cleared for my eyes. It's tricky. I have to make sure they underestimate me but then I have to remind them that I'm smarter than all of them put together. Can't win with those bastards. Truth is, Nambu covered me from a lot of their sexism when he was alive.
Miss Sexual-harassment-won't-make-a-quitter-out-of-me coughed at that point. I think she was hiding a laugh. All of them sitting on that board -- I look at them and see strangers. I see the same breed that refused to believe that after World War Three, a worldwide terrorist organization was developing to unite the world under one evil authority. These men lack vision but they have plenty of purpose.
Honestly, factotums give me stomachaches. Now I've got revenue Utoland on my butt. I know it's about the bikes. Where the hell is Ken? I can't handle these bastards without him. And he still has that badge Miss Sonel gave him.
I'm so lucky to have Anthony and Jinpei. Between both of them, I can't stay too angry for too long.
Still haven't made arrangements for Kian. It would help if I could actually get him and Anthony in the same room.