Friday 30. 08.02


huhu!


I'll get in touch! faster than expected, actually i thought that this chapter would take me forever again.


once again you can see what a schedule can do! In my case it looked like this today: get up at ten o'clock, have breakfast, laze around, write until lunch, go out to eat, drive to the riding stables, embarrass myself in the dressage, drive home (gasp up the hill),


Ranma look, learn for the reiterpass on the 14th, look at DBZ, write in writing, publish K.8 go to sleep.


now I'm curious how long it will take me for the next chapter. probably a long time ...


But I don't want to bore you here with flirting about me (but with the story of Maiju), so * rocketeamhimmelexplodier * (some idiot actually shoots new year's eve rockets!)


let's go !!!!




8th.


Two days later she was able to leave the medi-tank again.Her injuries were completely healed.


The senior physician looked at the indicators on the tank one last time and then pressed the button that drained the regeneration fluid. Maiju's paws came into contact with the ground. She opened her eyes. When the liquid cleared her face, she took off the breathing mask and probes.


The hatch opened and she climbed out. The primary looked her up and down: "How are you?"


"Everything's fine! Is my command back yet?"


"No, not yet. If they come back you will find out in time. They probably come here first anyway!"


Maiju nodded slowly, "Accept." Something occurred to her: "What about Loé?"


"Has already been released. His injuries weren't that bad. Why? Do you like him?"


She gave the person in charge an icy look: "Nonsense! I just don't want to have risked my life for nothing!"

It was clear to see that the doctor didn't believe her. Maiju ignored it.


"I'll go then. And I can rely on the fact that I will be notified when you are there!" She had said the last in a warning tone. The primary hurried to nod.


When she left the room in her easy cat walk he came to the conclusion that the child was gradually growing over his head. How could he still take responsibility for her? She was seven, but she was acting twice as old.




As always, Maiju followed the looks of everyone she passed on the way to her cabin. She was used to that for a long time. She even liked not being overlooked by everyone any longer.


Regardless of that, she ignored everyone else, or gave them ice-cold looks, whereupon they immediately looked away. She liked embarrassing others.


Nothing had changed in her cabin. As always, her things were spread out over the few square meters of the room and, as always, the window was open.Maiju looked outside. Nothing had changed there either. What did she expect?


Once again she stowed the torn battle suit in the garbage can and washed. When she looked in the small mirror that hung over the sink, she noticed that her hair was now quite long. Off with it! Long hair only bothered when fighting.


Afterwards they were quite short and stood out from the head in a mess. Maiju was amused by her stormy hairstyle. But she also thought that it made her look somewhat bold.


"Vain chick!" she said to her reflection in the mirror, "Well, a fighter is also granted a little vanity! As long as it doesn't degenerate as it does with Zarbon!"


She despised Zarbon for his vanity. The guy was actually wearing earrings!


Maiju found a new combat suit. As she slipped in, she noticed the scar under her collarbone.


> That was really damn close! <


Your tank was gone too.The remains were on another planet. Anyway, she just had to get a new one.


Right now or later? Better now.


On the way to the storage room she ran into Nappa again. He seemed disappointed to see her: "What, you're upright again?"


"As you can see, yes. Unfortunately for your bad luck, I'm still alive!"


"Yes, unfortunately!" he admitted frankly.


Maiju showed him her tongue and wanted to go on, but Nappa blocked her way.


"Let me pass by, I don't feel like your stupid jokes!"


“Certainly not!” Something in his voice made Maiju sit up and take notice.


"Have you ever thought about how risky it is for a girl to live among lots of men? Or do you have no idea about anything?"


"I have a very good idea! And if an ambiguous offer comes up now, I can tell you right away: forget it!"


"I wasn't going to make you any offer. Just wanted to give you some food for thought, whether it wouldn't be better to run away and get by on your own!"

Maiju's eyes narrowed to slits: "Oh, that's it! Incitement to mutiny? Ts, ts, if Freezer doesn't find out!"


Nappa turned pale "You wouldn't dare!"


"Oh yes, I would! And if you don't clear the way immediately, I'll definitely do it!"


Suddenly he was in a great hurry to get away.


> Well then! Go then!

But Nappa's remark about "alone among a lot of men" had drawn her attention to a problem again. She decided to be more careful again in the future.


A few corridors down was the storage room. It was cool and quiet here. Nobody there.


Maiju got a new scouter and went on to the breastplates. At the very back she found one her size and slipped into it. She could even find suitable wrist guards.


She returned to her cabin fully equipped.

And what should she do now? She didn't want to train, nor did she hang around stupid. Then just go out. Maiju looked up at the porthole and could immediately say that the armor's shoulder wings would not fit through. So she took off the tank and put down the scouter.


She climbed into the opening of the window, sniffed the wind, secured like a Chiritaki, and then let herself fall. She caught her fall just above the ground and landed softly, disappearing immediately into the thick forest. She ran until she was out of sight of the headquarters, then flew the rest of the way to the meeting point just above the treetops.


The meeting point was a small clearing through which a stream flowed and expanded to a clear pool in the middle of the clearing. She and Jeice had often played together here, and she naturally expected him to be there today.


When she landed, however, the clearing was empty.She looked around. There was no one among the trees either. What did she expect? Jeice couldn't be here at all, he didn't know that she was back and he was probably on a mission himself.


Still, she stayed, vaguely hoping that he might show up after all. He did not do it.


So she stayed alone in the clearing all afternoon, watching the amphibians in the clear water of the pond and letting her mind wander. At the same time she listened for every little noise that would have told her if someone was approaching.


Her thoughts went strange: back to Lyarnak, to the time when she was little more than a baby. She remembered her mother's smile, her warmth and love, her father playing with her, silly little games, and his infectious laugh as she tried to catch the ball he threw her, fell over again and again.

Suddenly she realized that she longed for this time back.


Maiju shook his head energetically, driving away the thoughts.


"What kind of sentimental shit do you think!" she scolded herself, "Don't you remember what has been proven to you here every day anew: that feelings make you weak ?! So please stop!" and forcibly closed off that part of her self that knew that was not true.


She didn't want to stay here any longer. She got up and flew to headquarters.


In her cabin she did something she hadn't done in a long time: she took out one of her old notebooks, in which she had previously learned to write, tore out the full pages, sat on the floor and wrote the sequence of her first Mission inside. True to detail.


It occurred to her that she could always do it that way. To write a diary.


Not a bad idea, she just had to be careful that no one found it.That wasn't a problem either, because the back wall of the cabinet was hollow, and it was a minor matter for Maiju to remove a sheet, make the notebook disappear and put the sheet back in. Afterwards, she couldn't even see for herself that something had been removed.


And Maiju didn't know what to do again. Food was not distributed until eight, until then it was two hours. The tattoo was at eleven. A lot of time to fill.


She threw herself in the hammock and crossed her arms behind her head. Then a thought occurred to her, and immediately she stood up again.


The training tank hung in the box, she slipped into it and made her way to the training rooms.


But instead of entering the room that Turnus had reserved for herself, she opened the door next to it. The three parts of the steel door hissed apart, revealing a clear view of a room with cracked red tiles, on the opposite wall of which was a small control panel.

Maiju entered and closed the door behind her. Then she studied the displays on the desk. The principle wasn't difficult to understand.


She pressed a button and the displays changed. The one disappeared and gave way to a two.


Maiju could clearly feel how the gravity increased, how it was apparently twice as heavy. But after getting over the initial shock, she found that it wasn't all that bad.


She hopped a few times, tried different strokes, tried a couple of loops in the air with success.


When she landed again, she wasn't even out of breath. She then increased gravity one more degree. She wasn't particularly impressed by the result.


She