It was the day after Belfast had been decimated, the image of the Shiseiten still was burned into Johanna's mind. How it shrugged off anything they threw at it and even took what should for all purposes be a lethal blow to anything that lived without seeming all that bothered about being split in half. Suffice to say the Weissritter's pilot had not slept well and now just stared at the ceiling of her room. The Weissritter for its part would need to be repaired and parts replaced, but that wasn't going to cut it. She needed something better, which left the question of how she would get something like that in the first place. She could contact her dad and see if he could pull any strings? Maybe she could use her position in Upsilon to get some prototype shipped to her?
The Belgian blinked a few times, right now she wanted to just turn on one of her games and forget about these woes, but that wasn't going to fix anything. If only it fixed something, anything, just some small step forwards to get back on track because at this pace she would be lying here doing nothing. Funny that, normally she would've loved a fight followed by a month of getting to do whatever she wanted. But this was different, that wasn't a fight that was a struggle to survive and this free time just felt, hollow. Like some fun vampire sucked all the joy out of it and left this empty husk resembling a month off behind.
That made this funny in all the wrong ways, a funny to see not one to experience first hand. She covered her face with her hands, what would she do now?
The Belgian blinked a few times, right now she wanted to just turn on one of her games and forget about these woes, but that wasn't going to fix anything. If only it fixed something, anything, just some small step forwards to get back on track because at this pace she would be lying here doing nothing. Funny that, normally she would've loved a fight followed by a month of getting to do whatever she wanted. But this was different, that wasn't a fight that was a struggle to survive and this free time just felt, hollow. Like some fun vampire sucked all the joy out of it and left this empty husk resembling a month off behind.
That made this funny in all the wrong ways, a funny to see not one to experience first hand. She covered her face with her hands, what would she do now?