Me, Her, and the Ballistic Weaponry [Antique]

".................. I hope so!!

Taro wakes up body with odd voices. When I glance around, I realize that this is the infirmary of Starship Plum.

"Good morning, Mr. Taylor. What the hell were you dreaming about?

To the voice I heard from above my head, "No, Glasan..." Taro leans back his neck loudly. Xiao Mei tilting her face made of machinery.

"How are you feeling? The result of the biological scan was no abnormality, but we don't know it until it's in the brain. That and the excess skin have proven medically useful. Let's be grand."

"What are you talking about!!? Oh, lie, don't tell me because I know somehow. I don't want to hear. I don't want to hear."

Taro stands up, "I'm not feeling too bad," when he controls Xiaomei with his hand, who is about to open his mouth again.

"What's the situation?

A short question while walking to the exit. Xiao Mei opens her mouth.

"Yes, Mr. Taylor. We are currently on a long-distance warp drive to our destination. It's been about eight hours since you fell. By the way, do you remember who the callsign C111 is? He dared to hack into the neural network and make contact with the imperial government."

"Whoa, that's a pretty good idea. You said you'd help me?

"Right. He said an assassination mission to him was set up by the government, but it was dropped as soon as circumstances became known."

"Assassination isn't calm again... I think I kind of figured out how the Empire keeps the peace"

Tailang arrives in the central command room and steps inside. When Marl, who was doing some work on the display, finds Taro, he comes silently to his front.

"Please don't do that again without consulting me. I'd like to at least say something in advance."

"No, no, I don't care. I don't care."

"We're partners. Am I the only one who thought that?

Marl so that he can be covered in the voice of Taro. Taro does not carry on two sentences, he only utters "sorry".

"Mm, please. Well, then maybe there's no choice in that situation, and it turned out to be thanks to you... I'm sorry about mine. Maybe a proposition."

Taro has an indescribable bitter laugh at Marl's voice.

"No, no. And I don't know about that either. It's also because you were upset and disturbed, and if it was over, it was no big deal, right? Maybe I could have just gobbled up normally."

"No, I wonder what that is, Mr. Taylor. You made the decision to pull out of the asteroid belt, and you took command of the interception. Maybe it's not a bad thing to pursue, but it's a good thing to be honest."

Taro feels somewhat saved by Xiao Mei's voice. When he utters his apology to Marr again, he causes the outside footage to appear on the display.

"In the end... I guess that means I was unprepared and barren. You're too prepared to assume."

Taro looks at the stars that are traveling at high speeds by warp but are no different than usual. The galaxy is wide and the stars are far away. Just a few light years away, the scenery hardly changes.

"Well, yeah. Honestly, that's something I can tell you. Maybe I was thinking about the adventures I dreamed of when I was a little girl... and I need to know that this is real."

"Hey," said Taro to Marl, who had a distant eye.

"But dreaming and adventuring isn't a bad thing. If you dump Roman, he's a free old man."

Marl laughs at Taro for winking that doesn't look good with a nigga.

"Hey, that. So in my case, you mean Obasan for free? I don't like that. We have to go after our dreams at best."

"Hehe, do it. Do it. Hey, Marl, by the way. I've been messing with BISHOP for a while now, but what are we gonna do?

"What a control over an overdrive device. His name is Alan, and thanks to him, the gate on the destination side is up and running. I've got permission from the Imperial government to open the gate to the coordinates here now."

Taro snorts so much that it explains Marl. According to a previous explanation given by Xiao Mei, the gate seems to be a "push and pull" object. From that point of view, I guess it means "pulled" now. He launches BISHOP to help Marl, but puts a question mark on the view he saw there.

"What the hell. An overdrive control function...... what is it? I have a pretty good first glance function."

"That's right. I don't know how many days it will take to get there. I" messed with "the may-engine battery so it would flow on the drive side."

"Did you mess with me? In this short time?

Surprisingly tall, Marl stops working and continues, "Because it's my" gift "".

"Mechanical engineering control. That's my gift. Even when I was a little girl, I was treated like a genius."

"A gift? Ah, you said someday. You asked me," Do you have a gift? "What do you mean, that's what you call a special talent?

"Right. Not that it's unusual, but that's what people call it when the speed at which BISHOP is built reaches outliers in certain areas."

"Huh. That's why Marl is good at mechanical teasing. I'm convinced. You can't normally dismantle a ship by yourself. At first, I thought it was amazing."

Yeah, snorted and tall. I also wonder how much Taro would have helped if Marr had been on a drifting spaceship. Marl groans "thank you" after some silence, which leads him to the seat in large measure.

"But because of that, I got the wrong idea and got salvaged or something. I could have lived a much better life if I had worked for a company just like normal people... I realized that it would be hard to do anything alone until it was a good year."

"Sooka," Taro said to Marr's confession.

"But you're a cool salvager. If I did, I wouldn't be talking about it earlier, but I guess I could have dreams."

"Right... hehe, that's about what you say. Do it, trash fisherman. Do it, gambler. They all say it's a yakuza business. I wish I could have gathered some of my people, but it was priceless, so was it."

"Well... by the way, did you take the form of" expensive "in the past?

"Haha, you're messing with me, Taylor. But yeah. Yeah, I admit I'm not being honest."

Marl staring at the ceiling with a laugh. Taro stares at her side and changes the subject "by the way".

"After all, what was the cause? Make it an accident, I think there were some nasty guys at a nasty time. I'm sorry about your misfortune, huh?

"That's what..." Marr said to Taro's question.

"I'm talking about Wind interfering intentionally, apparently. Looks like there's been a new kind of wind outbreak all over the Empire lately, and it might not be strange to have a wayne that has taken in warp jammers. It's annoying."

"Ah, do you use anything with parts? You look like a salvager."

Taro said, "Won't you come with me?" Laughing and showing Marr makes me think about Wynd. He is concerned about the fact that there may be more victims by Wynd, just as he was. At the same time, however, the management's perception comes to mind that earnings as a haulier may increase.

"Maybe it was the right thing to do with a military ship, not a fast ship..."

Taro grunts with a blush. If it was a fast legged ship, we might have been able to escape, but we might not have been able to save the three ships currently in warp behind the plum. Taro understood that there was no need to be held responsible for them, but there was nothing he could do about it that he would not sleep well.

This is C111, do you copy, Admiral?

Voices heard through BISHOP. "Aisa. Was it Mr. Alan," said Taro.

"Yes, it's Alan. Nice to meet you, General. Negotiations with the Stargate Administration are over. Two million credits per ship as compensation. Personally, I don't think it's a bad forehead, but what are we going to do? Everybody says you're in charge of the decision."

"Two million... ooh, ten round-trips of cargo we're lucky with right now. Oops, our Treasury Department's signing O.K., so let's go."

"Copy that. Then we'll apply for 100, 500 to the Admiral. Surely the Admiral's place was a coop, wasn't it? Looks like you've been certified as a Governance Mission, so it'll be easier for a while."

"Hiya!!? No, no, half of it is just nibbly."

Taro unintentionally tries to put a no to the very high percentage of half of the compensation. But his mouth is blocked by Marr, who has come near him with a quick appearance.

"The feeling is, get it, it's time. Taylor."

Tobi smiling marl. Taro, fearful of that smile too pure, honestly nods "yes". Voices from the comms again there.

"But it was a disaster for each other. I prayed to my mother five times before your ship could help me." Please, Mom, help me! "

"Haha, well............... that? Oh, no. Yeah. Right, I was praying in my heart too... hey, excuse me for running errands"

Taro said that, Alan's "What's up?" Ignore the voice and disconnect the line.

"You have parents. Are you both alive? Oh, that. It's about when you were on Earth."

Taro is vicious at the voice he calls from behind. Speaking of which, I recall she was lonely all her life.

"Well, as far as I can remember... yes, it should have been"

"Should? Heh, weird answer. Oddly enough, you didn't hear from me much. Your parents look like you, after all?

"Ah? Ah... right. They used to say he looked just like a parent. I'm feeling a little sick, so I was wondering if I could go back to my room."

That's what I say. Taro jumps out of the room. Marl's voice, which looks suspicious, reaches smaller from behind, but he decides he didn't hear it.

"That's what I knew..."

Taro takes a small sigh out of the guilt of lying to Marl for the first time.

He should know his parents' faces well,

I couldn't even remember the shard.