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Bond of Friendship - Part III

Posted on Friday, 24 July 2020 - 5:14pm by Lieutenant JG Maximus Mackenzie
Edited on Saturday, 25 July 2020 - 3:16pm

Previously on Bond of Friendship...

The call came in after dinner telling him of Soral’s heart episode. Max had been torn between staying with Haru and going. It had been Haru who insisted that Max transport over right away. He still called and checked on Haru even though he’d spent hours at the hospital.

By the time Max transported back it was close to midnight. He’d checked on Haru again and then showered, changed, and pulled out a portable personal log device. He wanted to record his thoughts and the going on of things. It had been so long since he’d let it all out. Normally, like Haru, he liked to journal by hand but tonight he was feeling wiped. He was tired, and in pain, and he felt helpless and alone. Watching two men who where his best friends suffering had taken all his strength.

He’d record his log and then settle in for the night…or so he thought.

And now the continuation...


Max poured himself an actual scotch as he sat on the sofa. He reached out and started the personal log recorder.

”Record personal log.”

The box chirped its readiness. Max sighed, ”Personal log, I am on Earth. It’s been an eventful few days and to be honest I don’t know how I am still upright. From the wedding, to helping Soral through his pain when he discovered he had a sister to just a few hours ago when he’d had a heart episode at discovering he had two kids.”

He scrubbed his hand down his face. ”Then there is Kaito,” he said using Haru’s middle name, a privilege that very few enjoyed.

“After years of being alone he found someone and that someone was killed on an away mission that he was leading. Broken, Haru then discovered that his sister was injured then that his grandmother was ill and then watched as she passed away and his own mother and sister sold the one thing he’d always wanted, his grandmother’s house.

He went into shock. Hades, bless him, has been a trooper working with both Kaito and Soral to ensure they were well. I’ve been torn between the two which is not bad in itself. I mean I have not had the time to process my own grief at the loss of my adopted mother. The wound is still fresh but in a way that it good that I haven’t had time to process everything and fall apart. I have been able to focus on my friends and helping them and to be honest that was what my adopted mother was all about. She was selfless and warm and in a way I honour her by caring for others. I would not have it any other way. Kaito and Soral mean so much to me. Soral is a brother that I never had and Kaito… well we’ve been roommates in the Academy, we have been best friends and…well it is enough to say that both mean the world to me.

They are my family. They are all the family I ever need. I do wish, though, that I had some time to just process everything. Perhaps on the trip back to the station where the ship is docked.”
He rubbed his eyes.

Max poured himself another drink and slowly sipped it keeping the recording on pause. After several moments he continued.

”Poor Kaito, I have never seen him like he was today. That is what is causing me the most worry. I want him to be well. I want him to pull through this and I don’t know how to help him. I have tried to talk to him, to distract him but he is having none of it. It’s like he’s lost and I don’t know how to reach him. On top of everything he’s received new orders for a new posting and I have no idea if he has the strength to get through this and start his life over again.”

Gods know that Max himself has had so many new starts that he didn’t know if he could handle one himself yet he was forced to do it on the Standing Bear.

”On top of all that Soral has it in his hobgoblin head that he wants to set me up with my roommate on the Standing Bear.”

He gave a snort laugh, ”Boy is he in the wrong there. He actually thinks that I haven’t figured out his plan.” He sighed. I feel like I’m drowning and I feel like I need a break. I just don’t know what to do anymore. I’m exhausted.”

He had been just about to continue the log when a sound drew his attention to the second bedroom. Haru had woken and he wondered how long he had been standing there. “Haru! Are you alright?”

To Be Continued…



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