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- RP Date
- YE 42
- RP Location
- YSS Tokyo
Part 1: Harder
There was an expectation that adjusting to life in the Star Army was difficult, for some the difficulty was more intense than others. Tio felt like Miho had the right idea, just maybe he deserved the execution instead of the chance to prove himself. The title he once held seemed almost like a joke, but the rank pin on his uniform felt like it was composed of the most metaphysically heavy material in the universe. It was times like these he had tried to avoid, he laid on his back on the bed while he watched the sway of the scantly clad bodies of one of Jiyuu's latest pop groups on the screen, the volume cranked a bit louder than it should be; it did a horrible job of providing the distraction.
Tio sighed, then adjusted the pillow under the back of his head. He still had not changed out of his uniform. "This is your fault you know..." he whispered to himself, "Look at where that crown landed me now." His mind sifted through the fragments of foggy memories from fragmented ST data. He let out a labored sigh and sat up quickly and turned so his feet touched the floor beside the bed. His fists coiled tightly and he tried to dismiss the thing that crossed his thoughts. He gazed upwards towards the ceiling a moment before he shook his head and stood up. "I have to adapt, that is what we do. We adapt and we rise," he spoke to himself again. He walked over to the storage cabinet and pulled sorted through a couple of bottles and then pulled one out 'YE 42 1st Vintage: Yuuki42: Motoyoshi Private Label Unmeshu, Ainu Orchards' and then grabbed two glasses. He looked up and down the corridor briefly and turned around a couple of times when he emerged from his cabin.
A second later Tio stood in front of the room next to his, the glasses balanced as he pressed the chime on the door panel before he waited for an answer.
- YSS Tokyo
- Command Tower Deck 6, Section 12, Room 634
- Cabin Assignment: Motoyoshi Tio, Shōi Kōhōsei
There was an expectation that adjusting to life in the Star Army was difficult, for some the difficulty was more intense than others. Tio felt like Miho had the right idea, just maybe he deserved the execution instead of the chance to prove himself. The title he once held seemed almost like a joke, but the rank pin on his uniform felt like it was composed of the most metaphysically heavy material in the universe. It was times like these he had tried to avoid, he laid on his back on the bed while he watched the sway of the scantly clad bodies of one of Jiyuu's latest pop groups on the screen, the volume cranked a bit louder than it should be; it did a horrible job of providing the distraction.
Tio sighed, then adjusted the pillow under the back of his head. He still had not changed out of his uniform. "This is your fault you know..." he whispered to himself, "Look at where that crown landed me now." His mind sifted through the fragments of foggy memories from fragmented ST data. He let out a labored sigh and sat up quickly and turned so his feet touched the floor beside the bed. His fists coiled tightly and he tried to dismiss the thing that crossed his thoughts. He gazed upwards towards the ceiling a moment before he shook his head and stood up. "I have to adapt, that is what we do. We adapt and we rise," he spoke to himself again. He walked over to the storage cabinet and pulled sorted through a couple of bottles and then pulled one out 'YE 42 1st Vintage: Yuuki42: Motoyoshi Private Label Unmeshu, Ainu Orchards' and then grabbed two glasses. He looked up and down the corridor briefly and turned around a couple of times when he emerged from his cabin.
A second later Tio stood in front of the room next to his, the glasses balanced as he pressed the chime on the door panel before he waited for an answer.
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