Hoshi No Koe After the battle

New Fanfic! xD

Note:
81 is the actual area code for Japan.
I added the 3 at the front for Earth, since the Earth is the 3rd planet from the Sun. Just so that it would seem more surreal.
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After the Battle
A “Voices of a Distant Star” (Hoshi no Koe) Fanfic
Chapter 1: After the Battle

“Enter Destination”
‘Earth, 3-81-80778203’
“Estimated time: 8 years, 3 months, 9 days, 23 hours, 45 minutes”
Message: When will we meet again?
-Sending message-

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Mikako sighed as the email drifted off into space. Sophisticated though technology was, her message would not break the silence between her and Noboru for at least 8 years. She could only hope that the email got through successfully.

She looked around at the debris left by the battle. The Tarsians had fled by the dozens when the human fleet tore through their ranks, though at a huge cost: more than three quarters of the United Nations Space Army’s first space force had been blown away. The remaining ‘Lysithea’ carrier survived with minor scratches to its warp engine, but that was sufficient to put the warp engines out for at least 3 months.

Suddenly, she burst into tears. She missed him badly, and wondered how he was, whether news of the victory had reached the Earth.

He would have been so proud.

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“Today, our defences have faltered. Four of our six carriers stationed near Jupiter faced an encountered heavy Tarsian fire and were forced to retreat 8 light years away. The current defences stand at 2 heavy carriers, 180 fully functioning Mechs, as well as 20 Magnetic Rotating Canons (MRCs).”

“Ladies and Gentlemen, I have to remind you that we must be resilient against the likes of this foul alien race. We need to stand together, and drive these things out of existence!”

The Chairman pounded the table with his closed, round fist, and the press room erupted in cheers.

“One question, Chairman: Will the fleet ever return?”

“Well, we can’t be too sure, but we are pinning our hopes on a swift return by the force. I have to admit that any news sent by the fleet will take at least eight years to reach us with the technology on the carrier. However, there is no need to be too worried. We think that the Tarsians will not act rashly after we compounded them on Mars. They would most likely waltz around Jupiter before making their move. Again, please-“

Noboru flicked the remote aside, casting a glance at his cell phone.

Still nothing.

Her last email was 8 months ago, when she was training on Mars. Had she warped out as well?
Only time would give him the answer he badly needed.

He went back to his books, and feverishly studied the chapter on Superposition. Should he fail the final test, he would not be able to apply for a UN Space Army Scholarship.

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“Mika!”

Mikako turned her head so fast she could have swore she heard the bone crack.

“Nobo- Oh its you, Kiko-chan.”

Only Noboru had called her Mika before.

“What’s the matter, Miko-chan? Feeling unwell?”

“I’m alright Kiko, thanks. I’m just feeling a little peaky from that last battle”

“THAT was one HELL OF A BATTLE! YOU WERE GREAT!”

“Don’t say that, Kiko! It will just make me cockier than I already am!”

“You! You couldn’t brag to save your life! Anyway, they are having some curry down by the mess hall. Some private smuggled it pass Space Command. Want to have some? It’s better than the synthetic proteins we eat every day.”

“Okay. I’ll join you in a moment,”

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“Enter Destination”
‘Earth, 3-81-80778203’
“Estimated time: 8 years, 3 months, 6 days, 12 hours, 34 minutes”
Message: Noboru-kun! I miss you! From the 15 year old Mikako
-Sending Message-