Disclaimer: I don't own Trigun. Wish I did though.
Why officer whatever do you mean? What alleged fan fic do you speak of? *Grabs Rem and runs for nearest bomb shelter*
Chapter 4: Leaving
Year: July 7, 94
After my conversation with Eulogia, I never went back to the plant. Truth be told I think the tech's were relieved.
Early that July I graduated and was immediately assigned to the front lines a.k.a. Mars.
The transport ship lifted off from Luna Station four days later. I stared out the window and watched as my only home slowly shrank into the black of space.
"OK, boys and girls, settle in, we'll reach Olympus in about a week. " Colonel Farley
I glanced at the Colonel, for a second before finally resigning to sleep, letting the low hum of the ship lull me into dreamless quiet.
I woke suddenly as hot coffee was spilled into my lap, "What the--!" I yelled.
"Oh, oh, oh, oh," a child-like voice said from my left, "I'm so so so so so sorry!"
I looked at the person belonging to the voice ready to curse them into the next century, and received a shock. There was a young woman there, probably my age but looked even younger due to her big blue eyes. Baby blue eyes, and hot pink hair. And to add more to it she was tall. Very tall.
I stared at her as she fussed over my coffee stained pants, I didn't quite know how to respond to her perkiness. It was too... bubbly for a soldier.
"Are you being assigned to the front lines?" I asked, these words the first I had said to anyone other than, 'Yes, sir. No sir.'
"Why yes I am. I'm a Field Nurse!" She stated happily. That explained it, Field Nurses tended to be a little off the wire. "And you?" she asked.
I considered telling her to scram but another side of me told me to be nice. Self protection maybe. If I ever got injured, I would most likely need help from the perky woman.
"Combat soldier."
"Ooh, that must be scary."
"Not unless I can blow the heads off the Martians first."
She blinked and gave me a tight lipped smile, "Well I hope you survive, Miss...?."
"Major Rem Savrem," I stuck out my hand to shake hers. But instead she pulled me into a tight gripped hug, "Miss Rem, I'm Nurse Abby Dansen, at your service!" I chock from having the air knocked out of me, Abby let me go instantly and apologized profusely.
Waving her off I slipped into the restroom and changed my pants.
A few minutes later I was sitting next to Abby hearing about her very large family.
Days and many, many, stories later we reached Olympus Station at the very center of Olympus City. I stood there next to Abby and breathed in the thin atmosphere. Mars needed no bio-domes because of the terra-forming done over eighty years ago.
"Isn't this great, Miss Rem?" Abby said in her ever perky voice.
I cringed, "Well enough for a graveyard."
"What do you mean, Miss Rem?"
I looked up at her, "You don't really believe that we're going to survive do you? I mean I intend to take as many scum Martians with me on the way down but-The front lines are the worst places to be. I mean with land mines and sneak attacks, air raids--"
Abby interrupted, "My big big brother always said that your ticket to the future is always open, who knows maybe you'll fall in love with a handsome soldier, and you'll leave to live out you lives on Luna."
"The likeliness of that is the same as if I were to grow a tail." I snorted.
"I never knew you could grow a tail, oh how fun!"
I rolled my eyes, and as we walked toward the Check In Station, she regaled me with another tale of her siblings.
As you may or may not have figured out I modeled Abby after Milly Thompson. Heck she may even be an ancestor of Milly's. (
Why officer whatever do you mean? What alleged fan fic do you speak of? *Grabs Rem and runs for nearest bomb shelter*
Chapter 4: Leaving
Year: July 7, 94
After my conversation with Eulogia, I never went back to the plant. Truth be told I think the tech's were relieved.
Early that July I graduated and was immediately assigned to the front lines a.k.a. Mars.
The transport ship lifted off from Luna Station four days later. I stared out the window and watched as my only home slowly shrank into the black of space.
"OK, boys and girls, settle in, we'll reach Olympus in about a week. " Colonel Farley
I glanced at the Colonel, for a second before finally resigning to sleep, letting the low hum of the ship lull me into dreamless quiet.
I woke suddenly as hot coffee was spilled into my lap, "What the--!" I yelled.
"Oh, oh, oh, oh," a child-like voice said from my left, "I'm so so so so so sorry!"
I looked at the person belonging to the voice ready to curse them into the next century, and received a shock. There was a young woman there, probably my age but looked even younger due to her big blue eyes. Baby blue eyes, and hot pink hair. And to add more to it she was tall. Very tall.
I stared at her as she fussed over my coffee stained pants, I didn't quite know how to respond to her perkiness. It was too... bubbly for a soldier.
"Are you being assigned to the front lines?" I asked, these words the first I had said to anyone other than, 'Yes, sir. No sir.'
"Why yes I am. I'm a Field Nurse!" She stated happily. That explained it, Field Nurses tended to be a little off the wire. "And you?" she asked.
I considered telling her to scram but another side of me told me to be nice. Self protection maybe. If I ever got injured, I would most likely need help from the perky woman.
"Combat soldier."
"Ooh, that must be scary."
"Not unless I can blow the heads off the Martians first."
She blinked and gave me a tight lipped smile, "Well I hope you survive, Miss...?."
"Major Rem Savrem," I stuck out my hand to shake hers. But instead she pulled me into a tight gripped hug, "Miss Rem, I'm Nurse Abby Dansen, at your service!" I chock from having the air knocked out of me, Abby let me go instantly and apologized profusely.
Waving her off I slipped into the restroom and changed my pants.
A few minutes later I was sitting next to Abby hearing about her very large family.
Days and many, many, stories later we reached Olympus Station at the very center of Olympus City. I stood there next to Abby and breathed in the thin atmosphere. Mars needed no bio-domes because of the terra-forming done over eighty years ago.
"Isn't this great, Miss Rem?" Abby said in her ever perky voice.
I cringed, "Well enough for a graveyard."
"What do you mean, Miss Rem?"
I looked up at her, "You don't really believe that we're going to survive do you? I mean I intend to take as many scum Martians with me on the way down but-The front lines are the worst places to be. I mean with land mines and sneak attacks, air raids--"
Abby interrupted, "My big big brother always said that your ticket to the future is always open, who knows maybe you'll fall in love with a handsome soldier, and you'll leave to live out you lives on Luna."
"The likeliness of that is the same as if I were to grow a tail." I snorted.
"I never knew you could grow a tail, oh how fun!"
I rolled my eyes, and as we walked toward the Check In Station, she regaled me with another tale of her siblings.
As you may or may not have figured out I modeled Abby after Milly Thompson. Heck she may even be an ancestor of Milly's. (