Author Games: Brave New World

Task Two Entries: 13-24

Chrysanthemum Paterson

FATAL EXISTENTIAL CRISIS OVER SPECTER OF IMPERIALISM IN THIS NEW CHAPTER OF HISTORY

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Xander Gallus

The final day on board this ship we've called home for a year or so. I must admit, I'm nervous. I've somewhat grown an attachment to this ship. It took a bit getting used to and living in. Still, now as I look into my room filled with all my belongings and completely personalised, it does kind of feel like I'm leaving home again.

A sense of dread chills my spine at the thought. Quickly, my body starts trembling. It's almost like I have no control it whatsoever. Like I'm looking at a film from my own perspective, a film where I can feel my emotions and my body. What I do feel is terrifying enough. I feel my beating heart pounding against my frozen body. As if something is pressing against my chest, not letting me breathe. What I don't feel is even worse. The way I have no say in what I do, just standing there paralyzed, vision blurry. It honestly is the scariest thing

I quickly open up my portable transmission pod to call Damien. Seeing his handsome face is enough to calm me down, he is truly my lifeline. Without him here, I feel as if I'm missing a piece of myself. I can survive off of short calls though. Over the past year, as we get further and further away from each other in real life distances. I feel as if we've only grown closer, I feel more in love with him than ever.

"Hey baby! What's going on?" Damien's cheerful yet tired voice rings out into my room.

"Is it wrong for me to call my boyfriend whenever I want to?" I ask him jokingly.

"Well, it's about 4 am here I think..." his voice sounding groggier by the second.

"Oh my God babe! I'm so sorry I woke you up, I completely forgot! I'll let you go back to sleep then," I replied.

"Anything to see your adorably handsome face babe," he winked at me, and then ended the call.

A silly little grin sits on my face as I put down my transmission pod. Damien just seems to have that affect on me. I jump onto my feathery soft bed and jump on it like a little kid, giddy and gleeful for no particular reason. Why not be happy? Being sad is no fun.

Looking at the time, I quickly change into my sports attire, getting ready for the last training session in ten minutes. It makes me so happy seeing all of the Colonists reaching their height in fitness. Seeing their smiles as they realise how strong and fit they've become, that is truly what brings me happiness in life. Helping people reach the best of their possibilities, making them feel great about themselves.

Jogging through the now familiar white hallways, I quickly reach the Fitness Training Centre. This is basically my second home as well as my office onboard the ark. Waiting for me here is Demetrius, my heart swells with pride as I see how much he really has strengthened. Over the last year, Demetrius and I have grown closer to friends. He just is a very kind soul and really cute in his actions. His smile is just adorable too.

We run through his training session, with me pushing him to his absolute limit. We both end up sweaty and gross, but it feels amazing. The way my entire body is aching and sore, I live for this. Demetrius gives me a sweaty hug and one of his biggest smiles. Exercise really brings happiness doesn't it.

"I need to talk to you," he says seriously all of a sudden.

"Um, are you sure you don't want to talk to Lucien? I'm not that good of a listener. I mean, I've never been but I've been told to see him if I have a personal problem." I ask worriedly, of all the time we've spent together, Dem hasn't ever been like this.