Avalon

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Carry The Weight

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So as I may carry the weight

All the doubt I had in me has been allayed

So from now till the day that I'm carried away

I will never walk around what stands in my way

Fuck if they ain't letting up, because neither will I

When I die from the ashes an eagle will rise

As long as my blade and my faith will keep me alive

Fear ain't something that you'll see in my eyes

Noel looked back at his room and tried to decide what else he would ever need for the event. His suit had already been delivered, all clean and freshly pressed. He was supposed to look fabulous even if he didn't feel it, nowhere near.

But it was pretty much a handicraft by any means. Old but rarely worn therefore still as new. Maybe not particularly fit for wheelchair but it was the only thing aside official Federation uniform. The brochure told event was formal but not obligatory uniformed so he had exactly two choices in clothing. One was fleet assigned uniform for formal events and other was his own formal choice which meant this particular piece of art.

In color indescribable and deep that vaguely made him feel as if he had been donned in the sky and water. Which was odd combination though the only one he could come up as a comparison.

Almost made him feel alive, which he of course was, but in a way alive on the inside. Which was a welcomed feeling since everyone knew their badass Lt. Allison was somewhat dead inside for a long time. Not that he'd made any remark on that opinion.

So he was staring at the beautiful creation, he knew was tailored to fit perfectly even if he didn't sport neither extra meat nor extra skeleton since the last time he wore it, and felt that tingle already starting to nibble at his senses.

Luckily his earlier medical issues got sorted out with some help from meds that he finally dig out from his long awaited suitcase, and his officially assigned assistant-slash-guide who was little too much excited about the chance to shine in the Gala and tried to dump his grumpy ass in the vibrating cheer.

To add his already waning patience he got two of them. Girl about age he could guess near adulthood and a boy who seemed in his teens. They were siblings and topping the cake some alien race that once came to the planet much like Earthlings as everyone seemed to call those coming from Earth in the latest rescue mission.

Luckily he always hid the fact he was one too. Some of locals liked to think Earth folk lower class and closer to slaves than actual people.

Other part liked to think these humans were like pets or antiques that wanted to be collected.

For himself he tried to avoid anything that called his opinion on those topics and he never involved himself into this judgmental party. While Federation was fully aware of his whereabouts and they accepted him as most of Federation consisted of Earth-descendants they didn't openly pointed at anyone for who they were and where came from.