Admiral, it’s a one way path, either we go down it together, or we take separate ways, the Dauntless isn’t bound by anything, I can follow you or lead you, your choice, it’s the Veridia that could be bound, but I should remind you that it is not yours the word given, nor were yours the orders.
The Dauntless is here, waiting at the rendezvous coordinates, ready for action.
Dauntless out.
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Captain, thank you for the reminder about who received those orders, but now I’m the commanding officer on the Veridia, and those orders, while old and not appropriate, stand.
The choice I have to make isn’t easy.
You know how I feel about it, and I know you’ll be there waiting for me, just wait for your orders.
Veridia out.
Why are you hiding right now, Leandro? I cannot reach you via skype and I always find your phone not connected. I had to make that choice, and you know why, but you said you’d help me through it, didn’t you? Now that I made up my mind, have you suddenly drawn back?
I admit that you were obviously hoping for a different outcome, and maybe it would have been better for me too, but you know what is expected from me and what I have to do, I’d love to have you backing me up, since we had something together.
Begging to hear from you,
Catherine
@Paya
I’m still trying to figure out if your question is a joke attempt, if it is, it’s not funny at all.
If it isn’t, you could try to analyze the choice you made, all that I said about it, and what is the problem you’re facing right now, which in turn is the actual reason I cannot help you with it.
It’s called “lack of ubiquity”, I cannot be there while your choice rooted me out.
One last thing, I’m hardly reachable by anyone these days, and the last thing I need is someone who cannot obviously choose with her heart over her parent’s will, however please address those matters by email, let’s keep this a little less public, shall we?
Admiral, the Dauntless will be here waiting, but not forever.
Dauntless out.
@Hiei
ciai ragione, non si può capire che succede, ma ti assicuro che la cosa è voluta, o quasi.
(AKA “potrei dirglielo, ma poi dovrei ucciderla” (cit.))
Comunque sto cercando di portare avanti la storia delle astronavine che fanno PEW PEW, fra un impegno e l’altro.
WTF? :’D
Facilmente intuibile…