Moonbase Alpha
11/27/3006
1800 hrs.
Dear Dazz,
By the time this letter reached you, F.H.'s shuttle would have
already landed in Metrix for some supplies for the Moonbases.
That is, if it will ever reach Earth.
I really don't know why I said that. I just had this sinking
feeling in my stomach when I sent her and her team to Earth.
Maybe I am just getting paranoid or something. After all, we are
still in the middle of a war between the Harpies ever since they
drove us from our homeworld. I don't even know why I asked her to
make the run in the first place. I just didn't want to listen to
her whinings on when shall start kicking those slimes off the
orbit anymore, if you know what I mean. How in Olympia's name can
I study the blueprint of our attack if she's here ? She is making
my head ache! Maybe I am wrong, but sometimes she can be too
much. Especially, if she and R.C. are at it again. There is not a
minute that I don't hear them shouting at each other. Maybe,
that's why I sent them together. Kit is older that me. She can
handle them. I hope.
Not much action here, I'm afraid. I just got a report from
Firefly in Moonbase Beta. She told me that the Harpies are quiet
too. I don't think I liked it. I know Hecate. She would never
keep her forces low unless she is planning something big. I just
hope we can all survive this war. How are you, anyway? I haven't
heard from you in two weeks. Is Hotshot still getting herself in
trouble with Kit? I hope I do not make things worse for her by
sending F.H and R.C. there. How are you handling your job as city
commander of Metrix ? Do you still have time to move around in
your rollerblades? Have you already decided what to do with your
hair? Did you cut them or have you decided to let your blond hair
long? If you ask me, I think you look better with long hair. They
compliment your dark blue eyes.
Who am I to talk anyway? I haven't seen you since I came to
Metrix for the Christmas bash you threw and that was last year
ago. I know what you're thinking, you want me to throw a party
here now that the Christmas season is coming. Sorry, Dazz, no can
do. Moonbase Alpha is a military headquarters for the invasion
and not a city like Metrix. It's too dangerous. I'd rather prefer
it if the party will be done in Metrix again, like last year.
Blast, here, agrees with me too. I don't think she likes the idea
of trying to hang ornaments when they are floating in the air.
Damn, I really should shut my mind from other people's thoughts.
I can't help it, though. I am a telepath. Ungh, I am starting to
have another migraine. I have already checked it with R.C. She
told me she could not understand why I keep on having these
blasted headaches. She just gave me a bottle of Ponstan 1000 mg
and told to drink a tablet when ever another one begins. The
sleeping pills she gave me for my insomnia are no help either.
Maybe, it's the coffee. Yup, I still like them black, no sugar,
and boiling. I know, I know. The caffeine is bad for the health.
But I don't anymore drink them after my shift. Like, look who's
talking. You still insist on your bags of potato chips. Besides,
you have your weaknesses. I have mine. We're even. Ungh, I swear
this headache is getting worse every minute! Blasted medicines,
always a letdown when you need them. Odd, I don't even remember
having them when we were all still on Earth. Sigh, must be the
workload . Maybe I ought to come and visit you guys sometime.
Blast can take charge of the base while I'm gone. She got talent
for it, I suppose. Well, Dazz, I think I must be going now. I am
sending this letter through F.H.'s shuttle. It would be ready to
launch in space a few minutes later. I'll have to give this to
her before the shuttle leaves for space. Write soon after you
receive this, huh? And that's an order.
Your friend forever,
Phoenix of Olympia