DOARS- Week 9 Day 4- By The Stars

Welcome Back!

I took a little break, I had some issues after I installed Uni cos it kept crashing and wouldn't save... but I think I figured it out now! (Read as I save every 30 minutes and half the time it fails and crashes) Not to mention that I had my heart crushed into little bitty pieces... again. But at least everything is settled now and I'm not wondering about what if's and that kind of nonsense.

I am currently working on plans to purchase a new computer (mine is 5 yrs old) with much better specs to run sims...And I'm thinking of uninstalling UNI, quite seriously thinking about it, actually.
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Dear Diary,

I got married yesterday. It took me a while to remember that, because my husband doesn't sleep. So I have no instant reminder of being a married woman. There's no snugly man in my bed when I wake up, no arms around me, no bruises on my legs from sleeping next to a restless sleeper...

Well that last one is ok with me. I do kind of wish Rommich slept, though. Oh well! There was something different, though. The smell. Something doesn't smell right. Usually there's a sunny sort of fragrance in the air, I know that sounds weird, but it's true! Today things are different. The light is coming through the window in a different pattern, and .... was there always a mountain behind our house?

Ok, I admit, I've never spent a lot of time in our backyard, but I'd remember if we were sitting in front of a large city centered around what looks to be entertainment. I don't think we're in Sunset Valley anymore. Either we aren't, or we've time traveled into a distant future and the town was destroyed in the meantime.

Not that this is all bad, we're still close to an ocean. Also, there's probably more to do in this town than in Sunset Valley.

I surveyed the premises and let it sink in. I kind of always thought I'd live in Sunset Valley. When I married Rommich, I was fairly certain that's where we were going to build out life. We still have our house, though, that's something... but how did it get here? Probably aliens.




When I returned to the house, Rommich told me to fill out this survey thing for a local school. I dutifully obeyed. I didn't ask about the town switch, though. I just couldn't bring myself to. I looked into his eyes and I just knew that if he had done this without consulting me, I wouldn't be able to bare it. So I stayed silent. Did Rommich do this? Did he relocate the entire family without warning?

It was at this point that I realized something dreadful. I don't trust my husband. I'm starting to understand longer courtships now. We spent so little time trying to get to know one another in a romantic capacity. I thought it'd be the same as when we were friends, just with a little kissing and what not thrown in. I was wrong.








We finished the survey we were completing and I know I must have been acting weird and dodgy, but he didn't notice. He went to go play with potions, he didn't even ask me what was wrong. What did I get myself into?

I left to go take a walk, I needed to clear my head, but on my way out Hector showed up. Well, I guess we weren't the only ones uprooted from our town.

He came bearing ill-favored news.
"I have an assignment for you from the Galactic Counsel."


The assignment led me to this shady building. The Counsel, apparently, needed goods smuggled out of this town, Starlight Shores, to help rebuild the alien planet. They wanted me to do it as punishment or repayment for marrying Rommich without their consent. The message they gave me through Hector said that it was either this or they would charge Rommich with abandoning his post in war-time, and the gravity of this war meant that would be life in prison. I may not fully trust Rommich, but I do love him, and I couldn't let that happen.

This is how my life as a smuggler begins.







The treadmill was the only thing I greeted when I returned from selling my soul to the devil, so to speak. I was already in decent shape, because of the exercise I'd been doing when my parents were dead, but I knew that it wouldn't be enough. I was going to be running with the dregs of society, I was going to be fighting the good guys and stealing people things, and if I didn't want to get caught I needed to be fit.

On second thought maybe I should start overeating and give up on this fitness. Could I ever lead a happy life of crime?






"Hector, how did we get to starlight shores? Was it the counsel?"
"The relocation is punishment for Raquel's marriage and my own. We didn't respect their laws on governmental approval. They have assignments they need done here, and we're indebted to them, so we're going to do them."
"Sounds shady." Lynn narrowed her eyes and her son made a questionable move.
"Don't worry, mother, Raquel and I can handle it."
All he got in response was an unbelieving grunt.









One advantage to never sleeping was that Cycl0n3 had more time for his garden. In this new town there were all sorts of plants that Sunset Valley didn't have. He went to the store and bought all the ones he could get his hands on. He was going to have the garden of his dreams.




When my muscles were too sore to continue running and the hour grew late I retired to my bedroom and found my husband waiting for me.
"I didn't bring us here." He said as I laid down next to him. I felt guilty. "I know why we're here, though. The counsel needed several agents to come here to carry out their assignments. They asked me if I would before we got married. I refused. Now they're punishing us."
"Why didn't you tell me we needed their approval to get married? I thought you said they didn't care if you married an outsider anymore," I asked him, I'm pretty sure it was a valid question.
"You family was tainted in the war. Your own parents lost their genetic integrity. They wouldn't let either Pat nor I marry a Sw0rd, war heroes though you and Hector are." I sighed and rolled onto my side away from him.
"You should have told me that." He placed a hand on my shoulder.
"I'm telling you now, Raquel. I'm sorry this is happening to us, but we can make it through. We just have to trust each other and rely on each other."
I have to admit it, he was right. After the horrible day that I'd had, though, I just didn't want to be having that conversation. I wanted to crawl into a hole and forget that I'd signed up for a life I despised. If I had known that was the price would I still have married him?
I don't know.
"Rommich, I'm tired, let me go to sleep now. We can talk about this tomorrow."

I'm a terrible wife.
-Raquel Thobanob