INTENSITY (Part 1) by Sievert Dinar
Disclaimer - Sailormoon is owned by a lot of people, most of whom
are not me, so don't get all worked up about my using the characters
in ways they weren't meant. I'm just a common or garden fanfic
writer without a hope in this dark and cruel world. Maybe.
RECORDING K2777-320A
SUBJECT NAME: KRISTEN ANGELIKA KIRSCHE
AGE: 17+325 (DEFINITION NOMINAL)
SEX: FEMALE
HEIGHT: 5'8''
HAIR: BLACK
EYES: GREEN
COMPLEXION: PALE
COUNTRY OF ORIGIN: DIAMANT BAVARIA (FORMERLY OF THE REPUBLIC OF
GERMANY)
HISTORY: Emigrated to Crystal Tokyo at the age of 16 upon the death
of her parents during the bombings of her hometown by the 7th Air
Force of the Darkness, she applied, and was granted, a position
within the clerical division of Crystal Tokyo's military. Scouted
by Senshi Venus as someone with Senshi powers, she was trained in
the use of these powers by Senshi Mars and served as part of the
15th A Division in the Noctis Labyrinthus on the planet Mars.
She survived that horrific campaign with much to her own credit, and
was promoted as Squad Leader of the 15th A 7th, which carried on the
Martian war against the Darkness during the battles against the
Shieldrunners on Olympus Mons and the Tharsis Montes, eventually
leading the war-winning attack on the Darkness base in the Northern
Polar Ice Cap, thus pushing the front back past the moons of Jupiter
to the frontier of Chiron.
Upon the conclusion of this campaign, she was purified and given
official Senshi status, becoming the thirtieth Senshi to be admitted
into the Inner Circle, under the title of Senshi Fomalcaut. She
lead the campaign against the Darkness on Iapetus, Rhea and Dione,
forcing the Darkness back into the strongholds of Titan and
Enceladus. Upon Enceladus, she was captured by the Darkness General
Almion and subjected to extreme physical and psychological torture
and interrogation. It is not known whether she was subject to any
sexual intimidation or abuse. She has not admitted to such at any
time since.
Rescued in an attack on the Enceladus base, she bore witness to the
most brutal battle in the entire war against the Darkness. The
slaughter of hundreds of thousands in a fight that degenerated into
a hand to hand struggle for life on the cold ice moon. Using her
skills of organisation and tactical awareness, she aided the General
in ending the battle by backing the surviving members of the
Darkness Army into the Schrephold Basin and forcing them to undergo
purification.
This was the final battle in which she took part. Promoted to the
position of General, she returned to the safety of the Palace,
becoming its leading tactician during the remainder of the war.
Eventually, promoted to the position of Field Marshal, she retired
completely from the war, taking a place as one of the Princess's
mentors, lecturing her in world history.
During one of these lectures, she suffered a form of seizure,
becoming completely fugue and catatonic. She has since been cared
for by Senshi Venus and the Department of Social Welfare and
Conditioning. Her condition has not improved.
DIAGNOSIS: TRAUMA-INDUCED CATATONIA, RELATED TO POST TRAUMATIC
STRESS DISORDER.
TREATMENT: UNDER CONSIDERATION.
Crystal Tokyo, District 179, Karo Walk leadway to 179-183
Gate. Small semi-detached unit, sitting on the leadway, overlooking
a small, enclosed park area on the other side, as well as lines A, B
and G of the CT Metro service, running twenty meters over the
leadway. The unit sits against the 179/183 district wall.
Kristen Kirsche probably never thought her life would lead her
to such a lonely, seemingly abandoned section of the 179 district.
That was, if she actually thought anything of it.
She knelt on the futon, facing the small Japanese table. Her
careworkers had groomed her to the best of their ability. Washing
her down with a bowl and towel, dressing her in the attractive red
and black yukata, combing down her long, straight black hair... All
the time talking to her, giving gestures of comfortable and
comforting social chatter, telling her of events and affairs going
on within the walls of the Palace. Eventually serving her a light
lunch which she ate with an almost mechanical detachment.
Eventually, they left her, promising to return later that night.
She did not move from the place they had left her.
Her gaze cast through the front window of the unit at the park
beyond, darkening with the encroaching dusk. Light from within the
windows of the passing trains, shimmered through the thin vertical
blinds, rippling across her unmoving face, creating the false
impression of tears running from those sightless eyes.
"Sensei?" She could hear the voice. The voice of the
Princess... Of the Small Lady... "Sensei, are you alright?"
"I'll be fine." Her own voice. "Your sensei is not feeling
quite well today."
"Your eyes are strange." The Princess replied. "You're
always staring off into space. Are you sure you're alright?"
"I..." She paused. Her lips were moving to the words. "I
think... I can hear Toki's voice... She's calling to me..."
Another pause. The Princess had her by her shoulders.
"Please, Sensei... Stop it. You're scaring me."
"I'm sorry, Small Lady. I'm... I'm..."
"Sensei? Sensei?!?! SENSEIIIIIII!!!!!"
Kristen's right hand twitched, and her eyes moved, staring at
those errant fingers, seeing for the first time in a very long time.
Her lips moved, voicing words that were silent, even to her own
ears, but not to her mind.
There was a noise as the front door was unlocked and opened,
the two young women who were her careworkers stepping through,
smiling at her. "Tadaima." The first said, carrying a bag full of
goodies into the small kitchen area at the back of the main room.
The second switched on the light and stepped over to Kristen.
"How are we? Have you been good whilst we were out?" She
smiled. Kristen's eyes turned to her, shocking the girl out of her
smile. "Reiko...."
"What?" The first careworker turned as she placed the bag on
the dividing counter.
"She looked at me...."
"Hmm?"
The first careworker left the bag, moving up alongside her
partner. They both studied Kristen with fascination as she mouthed
silent words to them. "What is she trying to say?" The second
careworker knelt down beside her, taking her left hand and holding
it, tightly.
The first concentrated on Kristen's lips, forming something
of an understanding on what Kristen was trying to say. "She....
She's trying to say...."
"What? What?" The second asked, excitedly. The first looked
at her with a sense of disappointment.
"She wants to go to the toilet."
The End of Part One
Sievert Anathea Dienar sievertd@start.com.au
Disclaimer - Sailormoon is owned by a lot of people, most of whom
are not me, so don't get all worked up about my using the characters
in ways they weren't meant. I'm just a common or garden fanfic
writer without a hope in this dark and cruel world. Maybe.
RECORDING K2777-320A
SUBJECT NAME: KRISTEN ANGELIKA KIRSCHE
AGE: 17+325 (DEFINITION NOMINAL)
SEX: FEMALE
HEIGHT: 5'8''
HAIR: BLACK
EYES: GREEN
COMPLEXION: PALE
COUNTRY OF ORIGIN: DIAMANT BAVARIA (FORMERLY OF THE REPUBLIC OF
GERMANY)
HISTORY: Emigrated to Crystal Tokyo at the age of 16 upon the death
of her parents during the bombings of her hometown by the 7th Air
Force of the Darkness, she applied, and was granted, a position
within the clerical division of Crystal Tokyo's military. Scouted
by Senshi Venus as someone with Senshi powers, she was trained in
the use of these powers by Senshi Mars and served as part of the
15th A Division in the Noctis Labyrinthus on the planet Mars.
She survived that horrific campaign with much to her own credit, and
was promoted as Squad Leader of the 15th A 7th, which carried on the
Martian war against the Darkness during the battles against the
Shieldrunners on Olympus Mons and the Tharsis Montes, eventually
leading the war-winning attack on the Darkness base in the Northern
Polar Ice Cap, thus pushing the front back past the moons of Jupiter
to the frontier of Chiron.
Upon the conclusion of this campaign, she was purified and given
official Senshi status, becoming the thirtieth Senshi to be admitted
into the Inner Circle, under the title of Senshi Fomalcaut. She
lead the campaign against the Darkness on Iapetus, Rhea and Dione,
forcing the Darkness back into the strongholds of Titan and
Enceladus. Upon Enceladus, she was captured by the Darkness General
Almion and subjected to extreme physical and psychological torture
and interrogation. It is not known whether she was subject to any
sexual intimidation or abuse. She has not admitted to such at any
time since.
Rescued in an attack on the Enceladus base, she bore witness to the
most brutal battle in the entire war against the Darkness. The
slaughter of hundreds of thousands in a fight that degenerated into
a hand to hand struggle for life on the cold ice moon. Using her
skills of organisation and tactical awareness, she aided the General
in ending the battle by backing the surviving members of the
Darkness Army into the Schrephold Basin and forcing them to undergo
purification.
This was the final battle in which she took part. Promoted to the
position of General, she returned to the safety of the Palace,
becoming its leading tactician during the remainder of the war.
Eventually, promoted to the position of Field Marshal, she retired
completely from the war, taking a place as one of the Princess's
mentors, lecturing her in world history.
During one of these lectures, she suffered a form of seizure,
becoming completely fugue and catatonic. She has since been cared
for by Senshi Venus and the Department of Social Welfare and
Conditioning. Her condition has not improved.
DIAGNOSIS: TRAUMA-INDUCED CATATONIA, RELATED TO POST TRAUMATIC
STRESS DISORDER.
TREATMENT: UNDER CONSIDERATION.
Crystal Tokyo, District 179, Karo Walk leadway to 179-183
Gate. Small semi-detached unit, sitting on the leadway, overlooking
a small, enclosed park area on the other side, as well as lines A, B
and G of the CT Metro service, running twenty meters over the
leadway. The unit sits against the 179/183 district wall.
Kristen Kirsche probably never thought her life would lead her
to such a lonely, seemingly abandoned section of the 179 district.
That was, if she actually thought anything of it.
She knelt on the futon, facing the small Japanese table. Her
careworkers had groomed her to the best of their ability. Washing
her down with a bowl and towel, dressing her in the attractive red
and black yukata, combing down her long, straight black hair... All
the time talking to her, giving gestures of comfortable and
comforting social chatter, telling her of events and affairs going
on within the walls of the Palace. Eventually serving her a light
lunch which she ate with an almost mechanical detachment.
Eventually, they left her, promising to return later that night.
She did not move from the place they had left her.
Her gaze cast through the front window of the unit at the park
beyond, darkening with the encroaching dusk. Light from within the
windows of the passing trains, shimmered through the thin vertical
blinds, rippling across her unmoving face, creating the false
impression of tears running from those sightless eyes.
"Sensei?" She could hear the voice. The voice of the
Princess... Of the Small Lady... "Sensei, are you alright?"
"I'll be fine." Her own voice. "Your sensei is not feeling
quite well today."
"Your eyes are strange." The Princess replied. "You're
always staring off into space. Are you sure you're alright?"
"I..." She paused. Her lips were moving to the words. "I
think... I can hear Toki's voice... She's calling to me..."
Another pause. The Princess had her by her shoulders.
"Please, Sensei... Stop it. You're scaring me."
"I'm sorry, Small Lady. I'm... I'm..."
"Sensei? Sensei?!?! SENSEIIIIIII!!!!!"
Kristen's right hand twitched, and her eyes moved, staring at
those errant fingers, seeing for the first time in a very long time.
Her lips moved, voicing words that were silent, even to her own
ears, but not to her mind.
There was a noise as the front door was unlocked and opened,
the two young women who were her careworkers stepping through,
smiling at her. "Tadaima." The first said, carrying a bag full of
goodies into the small kitchen area at the back of the main room.
The second switched on the light and stepped over to Kristen.
"How are we? Have you been good whilst we were out?" She
smiled. Kristen's eyes turned to her, shocking the girl out of her
smile. "Reiko...."
"What?" The first careworker turned as she placed the bag on
the dividing counter.
"She looked at me...."
"Hmm?"
The first careworker left the bag, moving up alongside her
partner. They both studied Kristen with fascination as she mouthed
silent words to them. "What is she trying to say?" The second
careworker knelt down beside her, taking her left hand and holding
it, tightly.
The first concentrated on Kristen's lips, forming something
of an understanding on what Kristen was trying to say. "She....
She's trying to say...."
"What? What?" The second asked, excitedly. The first looked
at her with a sense of disappointment.
"She wants to go to the toilet."
The End of Part One
Sievert Anathea Dienar sievertd@start.com.au