Post by Admiral Hart on Oct 28, 2008 1:50:16 GMT -5
On their off time, many of the other guys liked to get wasted in the lounge of the Vesuvius or make crass comments at the female crewmen. Miller, on the other hand, took a book to the hanger to hang out with his "little sister."
She was a tall, dark blue mech with a single, currently dim, eye and a slender, lightly armored frame. And, as Miller got closer to "Fang", as he called her, a small, blue hologram appeared in front of it. It was designed as a Japanese fox girl, dressed in a kimono and vaguely resembling a geisha. Her ears were flat against her head and her tail twitching, symbolizing Fang's annoyance.
"Where've you been, big brother? It's been lonely out here all alone. You said you would visit more often." She said in a serious voice. "It is not nice to go back on your word."
"Sorry, little sis, but they have me nearly twenty-four seven working with...Anton." He said, his contempt only barely hidden.
"You should request a transfer." Fang chided. "You are a talented young man and deserve a more fulfilling job. Then you'll stop sulking and maybe get married and make me an auntie!"
Miller chuckled. "One thing at a time, Sis. Besides, right now, I'll be lucky to keep my head when this assignment is over." He sighed and rested against the leg of the mech. "I wish things were easier. More black and white. I used to think I was one of the good guys, fighting for law and order. Now I'm an amoral sociopath's bodyguard."
"You should not sulk so much, big brother." Fang said, hiding her concern for his well-being poorly. "You will never find a wife like that."
"I'm not in a hurry, little sis." He said, smiling. "If I get married, after all, I'll have to spend less time with you."
"Hmph. You want to spend all your time with your little sister. No wonder everyone thinks you are gay." The small sprite replied, her ears perky now and her fox tail twitching mischieviously.
Miller chuckled again. "They don't know what they're missing, Fang." Then, he opened the book, and began to read, his "little sister's" attention rapt as Miller, for once, felt so much less alone than usual.
She was a tall, dark blue mech with a single, currently dim, eye and a slender, lightly armored frame. And, as Miller got closer to "Fang", as he called her, a small, blue hologram appeared in front of it. It was designed as a Japanese fox girl, dressed in a kimono and vaguely resembling a geisha. Her ears were flat against her head and her tail twitching, symbolizing Fang's annoyance.
"Where've you been, big brother? It's been lonely out here all alone. You said you would visit more often." She said in a serious voice. "It is not nice to go back on your word."
"Sorry, little sis, but they have me nearly twenty-four seven working with...Anton." He said, his contempt only barely hidden.
"You should request a transfer." Fang chided. "You are a talented young man and deserve a more fulfilling job. Then you'll stop sulking and maybe get married and make me an auntie!"
Miller chuckled. "One thing at a time, Sis. Besides, right now, I'll be lucky to keep my head when this assignment is over." He sighed and rested against the leg of the mech. "I wish things were easier. More black and white. I used to think I was one of the good guys, fighting for law and order. Now I'm an amoral sociopath's bodyguard."
"You should not sulk so much, big brother." Fang said, hiding her concern for his well-being poorly. "You will never find a wife like that."
"I'm not in a hurry, little sis." He said, smiling. "If I get married, after all, I'll have to spend less time with you."
"Hmph. You want to spend all your time with your little sister. No wonder everyone thinks you are gay." The small sprite replied, her ears perky now and her fox tail twitching mischieviously.
Miller chuckled again. "They don't know what they're missing, Fang." Then, he opened the book, and began to read, his "little sister's" attention rapt as Miller, for once, felt so much less alone than usual.