WRITOBER #8 - Leaving on a Jetplane

 Innokenty Shevchenko

She did it, the absolute madwoman! She downed more than one glass of booze, but she found the papers on the bedstand, filled the details and sent them to the office. Didn't give them the two weeks notice and just got the hell out of dodge. She had all her money, some clothes, adrenaline and a head full of of conflicting waves.

The spaceport was blasting an old song that she had heard a long time ago, All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go... was she? Was she really? Well, now is a minute to late. The ship was about to leave and she would board it under a different name. Perks from her old job, I guess. She wasn't particular on the details, but coming up with names and data came easy to her. Gilass Milano was her new birth name and her past was staying behind.

But every action has a reaction. Gilass had set things in motion, and those waves will crash...

Ela conseguiu, a louca! Emborcou mais do que um copo de álcool, mas lá encontrou os papéis na mesa de cabeceira, preencheu com as informações e enviou-os para o escritório. Não deu os dias à casa e pôs-se na alheta. Levantou todo o dinheiro que tinha, trouxe algumas roupas, adrenalina e uma cabeça cheia de ondas conflituosas.

As colunas do espaçoporto tocavam uma música antiga que ouvira há imenso tempo, All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go..., mas será que estava? Será que estava mesmo? Bem, agora já era tarde. A espaçonave estava prestes a partir e ela estaria a bordo com outro nome. Benefícios do antigo trabalho, parece. Não deu muitos detalhes, mas criar nomes e informações era algo que lhe era fácil. Gilass Milano era o novo nome dela e o passado iria ficar para trás.

No entanto, cada acção tem uma reacção. Gilass despoletou vários acontecimentos e essas ondas irão rebentar...