Report on the Victoria II from Agent Yurika Dojima.

At present, agent concludes that further evidence is needed to discern the motives of those aboard. The Admiral strikes the agent as short tempered, rash and selfish, all dangerous qualities in a commander, but as of yet no sure evidence of corruption has been detected.

Enclosed are written observations made between agent's assignment to this ship until present. All entries are dated and coded according to source and relevance.

Chaos insues.  Anywhere I can be of service? 

Ok.  No more novel I guess now that things are back to normal.   For some reason that bad bento left a sour taste in my mouth as far as needless nonsense.  Not to worry.  I am sure that my taste for it will return.  

  If anyone wants to borrow my copy I will be happy to lend it to them so they can read the ending.    

Sorry for the abrupt trailing off.   I had a few personal problems in the way of thinking I was being chased by giant snakes and then some injuries that I...kinda came by running from them.     

In other news, I am so happy that dining services have returned to normal.  AND we are at port.   Life couldn't be brighter.   

If anyone wants to take a look around Erialia with me let me know?

 I kind of thought I was making friends but I wake up to find that...a number of them have been suddenly transfered.  Back to square one I guess  

[To the Vicky]

< She reads the next chapter > 

 Raul's dark hair danced in the wind and his eyes on her were intense.  As he took her in his arms she knew hoped with all of her heart that he would forgive her for her burst of temper.   Of course it wasn't his fault that he had been kidnapped by those bandits, if she had only known that was why he hadn't met her at the waterfall she would never have blamed him.   

The passionate kiss they shared let her know that she was, in fact, forgiven.   Little did she know that....

<and this goes on...>

[To Lelouch/ pretty hackable]

Thanks for staying on and cooking for us.  It must be rough.  Good thing we got that stuff from Lunchland.  

[To Edgeworth/ also pretty hackable]

Miles? Anything I can get you while you are wallowing over there?  I have a some detective novels as well as these things, and a couple fashion magazines.   You and the Admiral may be dismayed to know that cravats are on the way out.    

[To Itou/ ALSO not so secure] 

Wanna go to the crow's nest sometime and watch the trouble below with me? I have an extra bottle of wine.  

 Hello everyone! 

I'm Yurika Dojima, for those of you who I haven't bumped into on the ship yet!   I decided to give you all a welcome present as your new radio operator today.   Things really seem hectic today, what with the murder plots, the demotions, the sleepwalking and the door issues.  So, since I had the room to myself, I decided to favor you all with a bit of a morale boost.    

I thought perhaps a little bit of literature might do the trick.   So I will be reading you excerpts from one of one of the finest works of one of the literary greats of our time....

That's right. Bonds of the Heart  by the incomparable Joan Wilder.  I am going to have to clean up some of the naughty bits, as there are some people with delicate ears on this vessel but if you want the real thing I will be willing to lend it to you.   Now, let's get started.   


( Yurika clears her throat.  Page turning can be heard.)  

....The day the stranger rode into town for the first time, Felicia Angelica Evangeline knew that he would be the man for her, and that the holy sisters who had brought her up since her parent's tragic death would never approve.... 




(This will go on until someone stops her.   And bonus points if you get the author's name reference) 

I have been transfered to the Victoria II. This worries me because I know a couple people on that boat and....well.  I am sure everything will be just fine.  

Just fine.  

I just got into town.  I hear there is a party today for the race that just happened and I might go to see if I can meet any of the people from my new ship and...you know.  Make a good impression.   While drunk.  

Maybe I should rethink this.   


  To anyone who sails on the Victoria II, I'm about to become your crewmate.  I'm sure we'll all get along swimmingly.