Monthly Archives: March 2017

Me, Her, and the Ballistic Weaponry [Antique] 19

  “You’re searching for earth? That ancient planet of legend? Okay, that sure is an interesting joke. So what are you really up to?” Tarou safely arrived at the station of his delivery address. In a tasteful bar of the … Continue reading

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Me, Her, and the Ballistic Weaponry [Antique] 18

    “… Damn straight!!” Alongside a strange cry, Tarou raised his body. Nervously overlooking the area, he noticed he was in the sick bay of the spacecraft Plum. “Good morning, Mister Teirow. Just what sort of dream might you … Continue reading

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Me, Her, and the Ballistic Weaponry [Antique] 17

  “W-what are we supposed to do… A-activate shield and turrets!!” A throbbing beat, and an unbearable tension. Tarou gave thanks to the fact that his stomach was completely empty, as he barked orders in his quivering voice. To him, … Continue reading

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Me, Her, and the Ballistic Weaponry [Antique] 16

  “This is some heavy depopulation.” Tarou quietly muttered before the stargate to his destination planetary system. Back at the gate near Alba Station, there were enough vessels to fill the entire space, but now he could see no more … Continue reading

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Me, Her, and the Ballistic Weaponry [Antique] 15

  “System check.” Tarou spoke curtly in the central control room. “All systems green, Mister Teirow. That was a swift startup. As expected of a brand new product.” Koume turned her brand-new face to Tarou, giving a small nod. Was … Continue reading

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Me, Her, and the Ballistic Weaponry [Antique] 14

  “But you know, man. If ‘ya keep pursuing convenience, you end up losin’ some of the flavor.” The sale already finished, in a mere ten days, Maar’s workplace would be being used by some unknown stranger. Looking over the … Continue reading

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