Disclaimer: I forgot to add a disclaimer last time, but Hanmyo, Jim, and all other parts of outlaw star are not mine. o.o; And I named the ship myself.
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The young pirate floated, stranded in the depths of space for what seemed months on end. Surely, she was dead now? She seemed somewhat alive though, while her body was inactive, her mind was still thinking. All of a sudden, she slipped into a long, deep sleep. In her "dreams", she heard a voice. It seemed unlike any she had heard of, though she had listened to it, long long ago. It seemed soft and soothing, unlike any words she had had before.
"Young love shall not parish so sudden..." the word love peirced her heart, if it was not already crushed during the incident that had happened a little more than over a year ago. She had only known true love once, and it was around that very time. When she had first met a boy her own age, someone with the same interests as she had. And, the flowers he had given her. She took a frosted, full-grown rose from the bouquet and left it in space. It was her gift to Jim that she had not yet had a chance to give. The voice repeated its verse, untill finally, she woke up. Or so it seemed.
She stood up, somehow still in the park, just the same as always. A little older, but it wasn't very noticible. The only thing that was different was her clothes...not made by herself, she noticed. She had on a white short-sleeved shirt, a bouquet of flowers on the front. She gave herself a tentative smile, knowing it reminded her of her one and only. She ran her fingers over the new, denim skirt that had come down to her lower thigh. Her cats were gone, she knew.
Meanwhile, Jim was typing furiously away at the computer. Finally, he pulled up a file labeled "Hanmyo". What he found was surprising enough, a wanted poster. To him, Hanmyo could do no wrong. He opened without hesitation, knowing it was a lie. He found a complete bio on her, and then a picture of her spacecraft. *If he thought the poster itself was surprising, he thought to himself, this was DEFINETLY earth-shattering!* The ship was a bright yellow, attached to two, small ships. Jim buried his face in his hands, feeling completely miserable. This was the ship he had destroyed.