Drew

by on March 26, 2022 at 12:01 am
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I didn’t meet Drew again until after War’s End. She showed up with a fleet and totally blew my mind. Blew my mind in a good way, by the way. I was… overjoyed to have her back, and she was happy to collect the winnings on her bets. She correctly wagered what my response would be upon seeing her, you see. Though she would say it was no gamble on her part, because she had some inside knowledge on what made me tick. Jasmine was telling tales about me. So I have sworn to tell tales about Drew. Drew made the difference out there. Well, they all did technically, but I’ll spend my life emphasizing her contribution. Even as I know she wishes I wouldn’t. What can I say? I like watching her blush when I tell the tales of her heroism. Especially since she really did make a great deal of difference out there. Every good tale must have a kernel of truth after all.

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Drew

by on March 25, 2022 at 12:01 am
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I did not know that Charles recruited Drew Keawe for his Wolfenheim Project. Yes, I was involved in it, and I helped him recruit other people for it, but he always played his cards close to his chest. And Drew was a very close card. Wolfenheim brought her back with a cloning chamber, she chose a different name, and for two decades she protected Wolfenheim from the Shang and other enemies great and small. She even took part in the final defense of Arnami Prime. She fought more battles out there than I can describe, against and beside more alien races than most people on Earth even realized existed. She saved lives out there, and she helped change the balance of power. She is one of those very brave individuals that helped break Shang power in our corner of the galaxy. It all took place five thousand lightyears from home, and most people don’t think about it. But it happened, and it mattered. Drew mattered out there.

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Drew

by on March 24, 2022 at 12:01 am
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Jasmine and I forged a very good working relationship after Drew Keawe died. We fought two decades of War together, and I would be lying if I did not admit how much she came to mean to me. She and Betty were the two beings in all the worlds who stood with me every day of that conflict. The thing I never fully understood about Jasmine was that she never seemed to… settle down. I found out why in the end. Drew was still alive, and the Jasmine with her and my Jasmine had been sharing notes with each other. Every time I thought I nailed down what made her tick, another update from Drew would arrive and my Jasmine would shift again. And she never told me what was up. I wasn’t cleared for that information, doncha know. Even while dead to the worlds, Drew still managed to complicate my life in ways I never expected.

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Drew

by on March 23, 2022 at 12:01 am
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Fighter cybers usually shut down when their pilot died back then, but Drew Keawe’s refused to. Drew had made her promise to try to live if she died, and I jumped in to help with bells on. Jasmine became a best friend, an inspired coconspirator, and an amazing troublemaker. Oh, we got into so much trouble. We still do in fact. What she never was, was MY cyber. We never developed the classic fighter-pilot amalgam that I did with Betty, though she has always done an amazing job of mimicking it in combat. I always assumed she never took the final step because she was born to be with Drew, and just didn’t want that kind of relationship again. I was right, and I was wrong. The fact is that Drew was still alive. Or more accurately, she came back, after Jasmine latched onto me. That made all of our lives rather more complicated than any of us expected.

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Drew

by on March 22, 2022 at 12:01 am
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Drew Keawe knew firing gravitic cannons in hyperspace was a Bad Idea. We all did. But they were the most powerful weapons we had when we chased down that Chinese squadron. Most of us were damaged in one way or another when the backlash came for us, but we killed our targets. We didn’t know how bad our damage was until we returned to the fleet. Her cyber had flown their fighter all the way home without telling us what happened to Drew, but it was impossible to miss once we got into visual range. Her cockpit was just gone, torn apart by the unrelenting vengeance of an angry hyperspace. She didn’t even have time to realize she was dead. We had a long time to think about it. She was one of us. She was everything the rest of us were. Faster. Stronger. Able to dodge danger with a single step. Her death shook us all far more than we wanted to admit. Even to ourselves.

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