Post Merciless Lance

[desiredstrength]

[One of the new pilots aboard, a rather young female, can be found on the foot of her AC, or what was left of it. She's practically curled up in a ball with her knees against her face, and doesn't look happy in the slightest.]

...Ugh- I don't get it at all!

[Thinking back to what happened earlier only made it worse. She could deal with the repair fees, but only as long as she still gained clients through the Ark. If it hadn't been for that one restraining factor, she might have just quit associating herself with the intermediary on the spot when she heard about the re-assignment.

Just looking at all the strange machines and people around was discomforting enough...]

'You don't know what you've got until you lose it,' huh? ...Makes me miss the Ark already.

[Nope, this definitely wasn't the place for her to be...]

Comments

[not_the_deer]

Stuck? I thought you're here because you signed a contract with White Chalice...

[desiredstrength]

No. The only contract I signed was with the Ark, when I joined them. It was naive of me to think that they wouldn't order me around like this at all.

I've got no choice but to stay here to cover the repair costs.

[not_the_deer]

Well.. But this isn't a bad ship, you know. Many people stay here out of their own will.

[desiredstrength]

And now you know that many isn't everyone.

[not_the_deer]

But it really isn't a bad ship. Why don't you like it?

[desiredstrength]

It's different from what I'm used to. I don't think that'll ever change.

Not like I expect everyone here to get used to me either.