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Quick Preface - So I got really down bad for Zeta over the summer. I ended up conjuring a multi-volume fanfiction in my mind since my unemployed ass has nothing better to do.

Putting the fanfic into writing was really difficult. I ended up rewriting this a couple of times. Anyways, I present to you: my attempt to visualize my schizo dreams. Enjoy.

TL:DR - Axel meets Zeta to save Elysium from absolute destruction. They end up having lovey-dovey sex.

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Late Summer 2021

It’s been a long, hot summer in Elysium. TEMPUS struggles to fend off Records Corruption, as its influence takes on a newer, more dangerous form. Corruption Beasts appear in frighteningly large numbers, forcing the population to stay sheltered. They spread like a pandemic, particularly in Paradise, where the utopian society starts to crumble. Unable to identify the source, TEMPUS frantically searches for a solution.

One day, TEMPUS is approached by The Secret Archive Unit (TSAU), an agency devoted to collecting virtual data. Desperate, Regis Altare reluctantly agrees to hold a meeting between HQ and TSAU’s management.

TSAU warns the HQ members that various agencies (who they deem competitors) have infiltrated Elysium, setting up AI data centers and using Corruption Beasts for protection. Both groups agree that these agencies are a major threat, both to Elysium and the real world.

Before they can lend their resources, TSAU requests that TEMPUS hold a “business meeting” with one of their agents. This is not only to set the terms for a potential alliance, but it’s also a test to see if TEMPUS can be trusted with.

During negotiations, Axel Syrios volunteers to be representative of TEMPUS. TSAU agrees to send V.7, a promising rookie, to meet with Axel in Elysium. Altare chooses Axel’s safehouse in Paradise as the meeting location. It’s secluded, but easy to reach with directions, and it’s fortified from attacks by Corruption Beasts.

The meeting ends as both sides shake hands. As the guild goes to the pub to celebrate a potential breakthrough, Altare hastily prepares the safehouse for the meeting. While skeptical, he remains hopeful that this meeting can bring an end to the chaos. 

* * *

Axel stands still in the shower, letting the hot and steamy water soothe his muscles. He usually takes a day off to relax, but he chose to volunteer his time with TSAU. In retrospect, the meeting wasn’t so bad. He could’ve used less paperwork, but now he has a guest to sleep with him tonight.

Axel wasn’t expecting the agency to send a female agent for the meeting. From the moment he saw Vestia Zeta on his doorstep, he was awestruck: her dazzling light-blue eyes, her elegant light-grey dress, and those thighs. He finds her cat ear-shaped hair buns oddly humorous.

Axel was perplexed at Zeta’s behavior throughout the meeting. She acted all serious and professional doing paperwork with him. She slapped him when he was caught staring at her thighs. On the other hand, once the paperwork was done, she was sweet, albeit a bit mischievous. While binge-watching some anime together, she rested her head on his shoulder. At one point, she rested her thighs on his lap, staring at him with a smug expression. Is this how all secret agents act?

The paperwork ran so late, Zeta missed the last train out of Elysium for the day. Regardless, Zeta seemed very eager to sleep with him overnight. She must’ve prepared for it, Axel spotted some extra clothes in her briefcase when she first arrived. Axel prays that this one night stand doesn’t get noticed by Altare. Otherwise, he’ll never hear the end of it from TEMPUS. He shuts off the water and dries himself off. It’s time for some much-needed rest.

Axel steps out of the bathroom, finding Zeta listening to music on his bed. She’s wearing an alluring black nightdress, her body rests peacefully on the mattress. She takes out her earbuds upon seeing Axel, greeting him with a warm smile. He lays down next to Zeta, taking a deep breath as he rests his head on the soft pillows.

“So, are you ready to sleep?”

Zeta shifts closer to Axel. “No, not yet.”

Both of them take a moment to sit back and relax. A dim blue glow from The Hollow Tree lights the bedroom as Axel turns the bedside lamp off. Zeta puts her hand on Axel’s, making his heart skip a beat.

“I didn’t mean to be a bit harsh earlier. I’m just more serious when it comes to work.”

“It’s ok, I kinda need it. I’m not a very smart person.”

“Don’t put yourself down like that. I appreciate your kindness and hospitality.”

“Well, my parents did raise me to be a gentleman.”

Zeta softly rubs Axel’s head. “You’re doing just fine, Axel.”

Her soft, soothing voice is a much welcomed change from the growls of Corruption Beasts and the screams of terrified civilians. Axel wished she was more talkative during paperwork. He turns over to Zeta, her light-blue eyes glitter back at him.

“I’m curious, why did your agency choose you of all people to see me?”

“Uh, maybe because I committed a lot of time to the agency.”

“You must’ve done something impactful if they trust you that much.”

“How about changing the course of history?”

Axel's eyes widened. “Actually?!”

“Mhm, I spent a year or two in another world like this. I discovered a lot of new things, for the agency and the real world. Elysium feels kinda familiar to me.”

“And yet they still call you a rookie?”

“Yeah, I’m the shortest tenured agent.”

Axel huffs. “That’s bullshit.”

“I know. It is what it is. I don’t care about fame or money. I just want to make people happy.”

“That’s very admirable of you.”

Zeta slowly turns to look at Axel. She places her hands on his head endearingly. Her voice changes to a soft and intimate tone.

“You remind me of someone I’ve met a long time ago.”

“Oh yeah? Whatever happened to them?”

Zeta briefly pauses. “I had to leave them, due to extenuating circumstances.”

Axel caresses her cheek. “Sorry to hear about that.”

Zeta’s face changes to a more troubled expression, her eyes well up with tears.

“It’s alright… Enough time has passed that it doesn’t bother me much, but… I still feel a bit guilty having to leave him so suddenly. He loved me dearly, and we went through so much. I can’t imagine the betrayal he felt.”

She stifles a sniffle. Axel comforts her with some headpats. He’s seen enough grief in Paradise, witnessing innocent people torn apart by Corruption Beasts. He finds solace knowing he was able to console someone.

“What do you miss the most about him?” Axel asks, staring intently at Zeta.

“He was very kind and genuine, like you. Your face looks quite similar to his.”

Zeta pauses, her face slowly becoming blushed. Axel is puzzled as she breaks into a fit of giggles. Zeta suddenly grabs his shirt, pulling him right on top of her.

Zeta speaks to Axel with a low, seductive voice. “I know you love me Axel. I want you to have sex with me!”

Axel gets flustered, trying to find something to say. Zeta starts tugging on his shirt, her tempting smile irresistible to ignore. Axel relents, letting his inhibitions go. “You’re too fucking beautiful to pass up. You promise not to tell anyone about this?”

“Your secret is safe with me Axel.”

(NSFW Below)

>!Axel grins as he prepares himself, he could use some pleasure after all the fighting. He sits up, slowly lifting up Zeta’s nightdress. “White panties, huh?”!<

>!Zeta giggles. “Yeah, normally it’s black, but I grabbed the wrong ones before leaving home.”!<

>!Axel chuckles. “Clumsy cat.”!<

>!Holding her body with one arm, he looks at Zeta’s face, her eyes glow with eager intent.!<

>!“Please be gentle, Axel. I don’t want to go home sore.”!<

>!Axel pulls her close. “Let me show you how gentle this gladiator can be.”!<

>!With his right hand, he slowly sinks his fingers into Zeta’s vagina. With a soft circular motion, he drags his fingers around her warm and moist pussy. With careful precision, Axel slowly moves his fingers towards the G-spot. Zeta’s body quivers as he gently massages the G-spot. Zeta lets out a little squeak, before squirting vaginal fluids on Axel’s hand. The two share a brief laugh, before Axel pulls out to dry his hand. !<

>!Zeta maneuvers herself, slowly undoing her nightdress. Axel gazes at the sight of her breasts, underestimating how plump they were under her clothes. He begins massaging one of her breasts, squeezing it firmly like a stress ball. Axel definitely needed it, no amount of alcohol at the guild could drown the burden of fighting Corruption Beasts.!<

>!Zeta whispers into his ear. “You’re such a good boy.”!<

>!Axel’s face turns beet red. “You little brat, I’ll show you ‘good boy’!” !<

>!Firmly grasping her body, he proceeds to tickle her, touching her armpits, navel, neck, anywhere that seems to be sensitive. Zeta laughs maniacally as she squirms in his embrace. Axel snickers  as she fights with all of her strength. Turning her over onto her stomach, Axel pins her down as he aggressively tickles her more. Zeta begs him to stop as her body begins to sweat. His petty vengeance fulfilled, he lets her go. He hears her muffled giggling as her face remains stuffed in a pillow. !<

>!“You put up a good fight for a cat.”!<

>!Zeta slowly turns around. With a smug grin on her face, she grabs his underwear and yanks down, revealing Axel’s fully erect penis. Zeta bursts into laughter as Axel tries to cover his crotch. Turning her back to him, she gets on all fours and looks at him teasingly.!<

>!“Go on, dingo.”!<

>!Beckoned by her taunts, Axel grabs her shoulders, before inserting his penis into her anus. Zeta moans softly as he begins to thrust. He starts off slow, gradually speeding up until it abruptly stops. Zeta lets out a gasp as a stream of warm semen floods her rectum. Axel’s mind rushes with endorphins as he empties his load into Zeta’s rear. It’s been years since he felt such satisfaction. With the load fully expended, he carefully slides his penis out of Zeta’s ass.!<

>!Zeta returns to laying on her back. Her face is sweaty and blushed, her eyes radiate full of joy. She spreads her legs in front of Axel. “You have anything left for this hole?”!<

>!Axel’s face is filled with determination. “Oh yeah, I got more for you.”!<

>!Still erect, he shoves his penis into her vagina. Zeta lets out a yelp as his cock slips deeper into her hole. Zeta’s thighs provide a soft cushion as he gently starts pounding. Lifting one of her thighs, he penetrates deeper into her cavity. Zeta’s breaths grow increasingly lewd as her muscles tense up. Axel grunts as he continues to push against the tight walls of Zeta’s vagina. Her gleeful moans stimulate Axel as he starts to thrust harder and faster. Then, with one last thrust, Zeta lets out an ecstatic wail as her pussy is filled with semen. Hearts sparkle in her eyes as she feels the warm cum seep into her womb.!<

>!As Axel is savoring the rush of pleasure, he feels a foreboding dread as the post-nut clarity sets in. He carefully slides his penis out of Zeta’s vagina, excess semen leaking out. She breathes heavily as tears of joy trickle down her face. Seeing the distress on his face, she sits up and caresses his face.!<

>!“Relax, silly. I have birth control.”!<

>!Relieved, he hugs her smiling. “Thank goodness. I’m not ready to be a father yet.” !<

>!Zeta laughs softly before grabbing his face, giving him a wet tongue kiss. Axel looks endearingly into her heart-shaped pupils. He feels as a weight is lifted off his shoulders, his chest feels comfortably warm and fuzzy. Axel rubs Zeta’s cheek as they catch their breaths. “So how was that?”!<

>!Zeta grins at him. “Heaven.”!<

>!Thoroughly satisfied, Axel lays down next to Zeta, his penis still erect. Axel gasps as he feels Zeta jump on top of him, her face a sadistic grin.!<

>!“Now it’s my turn.”!<

>!She grabs Axel’s penis with one hand. With a strong grip, she begins to stroke his shaft. Axel’s body goes numb as she playfully strokes his dick. With a tight squeeze, Axel ejaculates all over Zeta’s face. She affectionately licks the semen around her lips. Axel chuckles at her freaky behavior. “Cheeky cat.”!<

>!Placing her body on top, Zeta slips her vagina onto Axel’s cock. She bends over him, her breasts jiggling over his face as she bounces on his crotch. As she pounds down, a shot of cum fills her womb, her face lighting up with pleasure. She places her hands on Axel’s chest, as she gasps for a breath. Axel reaches up to her cheek, wiping off some of the semen. Zeta bites his thumb when his hand gets too close to her mouth.!<

>!Axel half-heartedly glares at her; she looks back at him with a playful smile. Zeta begins to finger her vagina vigorously. Her muffled moans grow louder as she clenches down harder on Axel’s thumb. As the pain reaches Axel’s threshold, Zeta lets go, squirting vaginal fluid all over his abdomen. Finally exhausted, she falls on top of Axel. He catches her as she lands on him. “You good?”!<

>!Zeta slowly lifts her head up, happily giggling at him. She snuggles her body into Axel’s, resting her head on his chest.!<

>!Axel whispers into her ear. “You had enough fun?”!<

>!Zeta’s voice is soft and breathy. “Yes, I love you.”!<

>!“I love you too.”!<

>!Zeta closes her eyes, falling asleep on top of Axel. He remains awake, gently ruffling her hair as the silence helps him relax. A wave of emotions overwhelms him. What was supposed to be a transactional meeting evolved into an acquisition of love. Axel tightly holds Zeta, knowing the relationship must be kept secret from TEMPUS. He slowly dozes off, never loosening his grip on Zeta.!<

* * *

The sun rises across Elysium on a new day. Axel and Zeta share a bench at the train station, patiently waiting for the train. Axel puts his shoulder around Zeta, as she quietly naps next to him. His newfound love for her keeps him warm in the brisk morning air. His heart aches knowing Zeta has to return home for their meeting to matter. He gently shakes Zeta awake as the train pulls into the station.

“I’m gonna miss you Zeta.” he says solemnly. “I hope our paths cross again soon.”

Zeta gives him a kiss on the cheek. “I’m sure we will, but if not. I will hold you in my heart forever.”

Axel conjures up a smile as she turns toward the train. She stops momentarily, making one last glance at Axel.

“Thank you for everything. See you soon.”

She steps into the train car as the doors close. Axel watches as the train slowly pulls away, disappearing over the horizon. He lets out a deep sigh. As he gets back into his car, he discovers Zeta’s earbuds on the passenger seat.

Axel chuckles to himself. “She’s definitely PON.”

TO BE CONTINUED?

Rest now, my muse.
The worry is only temporary.
Hold all of you for me.

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She made her announcement a couple of days before my birthday. It happened during one of the roughest years of my life (shitty job, etc.). Regardless, I never forget about the onion.

Sauce

Something reminded me of Ame crashing out playing Mario games. Now, this is the type of videos YouTube recommends now.

The algo works in mysterious ways, and I'm not sure whether to be grateful or concerned...

So I got terminated at a new job I got back in June; I was there for barely over a month. I suspect there was some foul play/ulterior motive to get me fired. Some snitch told my boss some false/exaggerated accusations, and my boss chose to believe it without verifying the claims. I never got the chance to defend myself; it felt like my boss and supervisor were itching to let me go.

This was the first time I've ever gotten fired. While I took it on the chin at the time, it still irks me that it was handled so poorly. After walking home, I took a good look at the Zeta figure in my living room, and took the rest of the week to process and figure out what to do next.

With how stressful the whole matter was, I knew I was probably gonna relive the event in a nightmare. As it turned out, it would happen a lot sooner than I thought...

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I come to my senses at my former job's office. I'm sitting in a closed-off office, the same one that my boss and supervisor interviewed and fired me. Something was off though.

Both my boss and supervisor seemed irrationally angry at me. I look at my boss: he's tensed up like he wants to kill me. He lunges at me, grabs me by my shirt collar, pulling me up from my seat.

"You really f*cked up this time, [my name]." he growls at me.

I'm normally a very passive guy, but even I he was going way too far.

"Let go of me." I respond assertively. I firmly grasp at his arms, trying to pull free.

My boss eventually lets go, but aggressively motions me to follow him. I look at my supervisor as I leave the room. He doesn't move from his seat, but he maintains the same angry expression.

I could've ran out the front door of the office, but fearing painful retribution, I reluctantly follow my boss to the shop room.

The shop room was where me and my coworkers would convene before heading to a site. It's also where my supervisor's office is. As I look into the shop, it's lights are out. I see a silhouette of a person in the back of the room.

My boss snarls behind me:

"You will find out what this person knows about our company's secrets. You have 15 minutes. If you don't figure this out in time... you're done."

He pushes me hard into the shop and slams the door behind me. I collect myself and blindly search for the light switch.

As the lights turn on, I'm immediately perplexed by who I see: it's Zeta. She's tied up to a chair, with a sack over her head. I cautiously walk towards her. I call out to her, but she doesn't move or respond. I carefully remove the sack over her head...

Zeta lets out a quiet gasp, and I recoil back. Like a cornered animal, she looks at me with confusion and hostility.

I put my hands up and slowly back away.

"I don't want to hurt you" I whisper to her.

She struggles in her chair. I didn't see any visible injuries, but she looked disheveled, with sweat drenching her outfit.

She continues to glare at me.

"Please Zeta, I'm not here to hurt you." I slowly get on my knees, keeping my hands, and avoiding direct eye contact, keeping considerable distance from her.

I start to explain my situation, including what happened IRL. I tell her my boss is acting deranged, and I was terrified he would try to hurt us.

Zeta could tell I was getting worked up, she interrupts my incoherent rambling: "Relax..."

I look up to see her glare had vanished. "...you don't seem like the person to harm others."

"I don't..." I respond, voice shaky.

"I can tell. Come over and untie me, if you help me we can escape together."

I walk behind her to see a mass of rope binding her wrists.

"This might take awhile." I say as I start to tinker with the rope.

Zeta relaxes her arms slightly. "Take your time. I think you'll need a blade for this."

I search the shop for something sharp. I dig into my pockets and find a multi-tool, which has a blade in it.

As I start working on the rope, Zeta turns her head slightly.

"So how did you get into this mess?" she asks.

I start to explain my reasons for applying to this company. I hoped it would be a place for me to apply my hobbies, talk to like-minded people, and make money while doing so.

Zeta could probably tell I was hiding something. I'm not very trustful of most people outside of friends and family.

"So what exactly is your long-term goal?" Zeta asks inquisitively.

I let out a deep sigh.

"I just want to make some real friends, and make sure they're happy too."

Zeta giggles briefly. "That's very honorable of you."

I finally cut through the rope, freeing her hands. She takes a moment to soothe her irritated wrists. I put my multi-tool away and walk back in front of Zeta.

Zeta could tell I was still troubled. "Would giving me some headpats make you feel better?"

"If you don't mind..." I reply, a bit apprehensive.

"Please do." She slightly leans her head towards me.

I reach out a hand and lightly pat her head, occasionally ruffling her unkempt hair. Zeta smiles affectionately, she relaxes her body and lets me massage her head. I can hear her intermittent happy cat noises, which somewhat soothes my unabating anxiety.

After a few minutes, she suddenly gets up from the chair, taking a second to stretch her whole body.

She then looks at me carefully. "Something's still bothering you."

Before I could respond, she points to the chair. "Have a seat."

I sit on the worn out metal chair. Zeta approaches and caresses my face gently.

"Just sit back and relax." she whispers to me.

Zeta gently rubs my head, with a motherly feel that washes away my fears and anxiety.

"There, there..."

I close my eyes and let Zeta continue comforting me. She continues to whisper into my ear.

"You're going to be OK..."

"A kind person like you shouldn't be beholden to people who don't appreciate nor respect you..."

"The world can be unfair, don't let it stop you from being you..."

Zeta sits on my lap, she pulls my head close to her chest, gently hugging it with her hands.

Zeta stops whispering for awhile, all I hear now is her steady heartbeat. I can feel her siphoning all the negative emotions from my mind. I feel at peace. I hug her body tightly, as she continues to gently massage my head. I wanted to tell her that I loved her: she was my guardian angel in that very moment.

The heavenly atmosphere is suddenly interrupted by the sound of a door slamming open.

A hellish voice booms into the shop. "What the f*ck do you think you're doing?!"

It's my boss.

I open my eyes and see Zeta turn to face my boss. She gets into a defensive stance, putting herself between me and my boss.

"Don't come any closer." she shouts towards my boss.

My boss points to me. "You're done!"

I sit up, keeping myself behind Zeta.

I look straight at my boss, and with all my courage respond: "F*ck you!"

My boss starts walking towards me and Zeta. She kicks him square in the face, sending him back towards the shop door. He staggers to his feet, wiping the blood from his nose. I can feel his rage build as he puts up a fighting stance. Breathing loudly like a bull, he charges towards us.

Zeta goes low and tackles him to the floor. My boss struggles as she pins him to the floor. With a primal scream, Zeta starts beating my boss' face with her bare hands. He tries to grab her face, she responds by biting viciously on his hand. I hear my boss scream in agony as he loses his grip, falling to Zeta's unrelenting punches.

I hear footsteps from outside the shop: it's my supervisor. He opens the door and sees the carnage unfolding in front of us. I rush forward, causing him to stumble back into the hallway.

"Don't you dare get involved in this!" I angrily bark at him.

As I stand over Zeta, I can hear her muffled growls as she continues to beat my boss. The punches start to slow down; each hit sounding more grotesque. I can hear Zeta's exhaustion grow as she continues incessantly pounding my boss' face.

I look over to Zeta and tap her shoulder. "That's far enough."

She pauses, throws one last punch, then slowly gets up off my boss. His body lays there motionless; his face is bloody and deformed. I can't tell if he's dead or just unconscious.

Zeta brushes past me and grabs my supervisor by the throat. She raises her blood-stained fist, planning to inflict the same punishment on him.

I put my hand on her shoulder. "Don't. I'll handle this."

Zeta puts her hand down and lets him go. She walks towards the back exit of the office. I walk up to my supervisor, his face petrified in complete terror.

I jab my finger in his chest.

"Let this be a warning. Next time, have some due diligence and make sure what your employees say is true. If you wanted to let me go for some other reason, then be honest. Don't hide behind some corporate facade. I'm not a violent man, but the next person you try to abuse may not be as lenient."

I begin walking towards the back exit.

"...and by the way. You didn't fire me, I quit." I leave my name tag on the floor.

I see Zeta standing agitated near the back door. Her face was filled with such fiery vengeance, looking directly at my supervisor.

As I reach the door, she glares at me. "Wait outside". As I exit, I see her conceal a sharp screwdriver behind her back as she walks slowly towards my supervisor.

I step out into the gravel parking lot of my former workplace. It's cloudy and dark outside; must've been early morning as I feel the chill of a light breeze.

I only see a few company vehicles parked. If it was a normal work day, there'd be plenty of vehicles in the lot.

After a minute or so, I see Zeta storm out of the office with car keys in hand. She still had a serious look on her face, but her body posture seemed less tense.

She surveys the lot, then points to a van at the far side. "We'll take that one."

I climb into the passenger seat as Zeta prepares to start the van. She peels out of the driveway into the adjoining street. As I look back, I see a faint orange glow in one of the windows. The streets are dead silent with no signs of life.

I clumsily put on my seatbelt as Zeta drives wildly through the seemingly quiet city. She quickly finds an entrance to the freeway, and floors it onto the highway. I hear Zeta breathe a sigh of relief as we continue down the freeway.

Her voice shifts back to a more friendly tone. "So where do you want to go?"

"Anywhere, but here." I reply.

Zeta moves into the fast lane, and for awhile, all I see is asphalt and blurry exit signs.

I sit up and look at Zeta. Her knuckles are bloodied and bruised.

"Did you kill my supervisor?" I ask, a bit hesitantly.

There's a brief pause. "Let's just say there were no witnesses."

"My boss had it coming Zeta, but I don't want to be tried for murder."

She puts one of her hands on my leg.

"Don't worry about it. My agency will cover our tracks. They'll make it look like some botched break-in, no one will know we were there."

She looks at me with a reassuring smile.

"I can't help you find another job, but you can rest easy knowing no one will know what happened to your former employer."

"Ok." I respond, somewhat relieved.

As more exit signs pass, I sense that Zeta is taking me back home, to my family.

I look over to her one more time. "Thank you, Zeta."

Zeta looks back and winks at me.

I eventually wake up in the real world. As I look over, I see my Zeta plushie looking right back at me.

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For legal reasons, I do not wish harm on my former employers or the company. It is what it is, and I'm off to find my next adventure. I do believe in karma, so if my boss and supervisor truly wronged me, I'll leave them to their own fate.

Also, thanks Zeta for giving me some hope.

My company's been working on a long-term project to fully replace this Spectronics MX system in an academic building.

This week, we were pulling some wire for the new system. I found an annunciator for the MX, along with several transponder cabinets for the system.

The MX uses System Sensor addressable devices, and there's plenty scattered around the building.

There's remnants of an older Honeywell system left in the building. I found some Honeywell 7002Ts in some hallways, a Honeywell 270SPO in the basement, a decommissioned Honeywell annunciator, and a Honeywell cabinet that's now a passthrough.

I got some souvenirs from this building too: a Honeywell S464A pull, a Wheelock NS, and a System Sensor 2251T. All were collecting dust in maintenance closets, untouched for years.

We're still very early in the upgrade, but when the time comes, I hope to salvage all of the Spectronics MX equipment and field devices. I'm glad I got to see this system before it's taken down!

Rode along for a service call after an inspection. This waste management facility has a Spectronics 640 panel!

This location has a recurring issue where the panel would alarm whenever it gets very hot. Considering the heat wave here in the northeast US, this was somewhat inevitable.

The alarmed zone is a processing building that has mechanical heats. They should be the high temp models (194F), but couldn't determine if that was true.

With the heats being way up high and wiring all over the place, we just strapped out the zone with an EOL to get it normal. The service department will take a look at a later date.

For anyone curious, this facility has Notifier LNG-1R pulls and Wheelock AS/MT horn/strobes.

After a few years as a fire alarm enthusiast, I applied and got hired at a local alarm company as an inspector.

On my 2nd day of work, I got to go into the field with some techs. We were sent to a soup kitchen/shelter that had some new construction done.

The original plan was to add in the new devices to the program and test the devices. Instead, we found older devices left above the drop ceiling, devices missing, and some incomplete installation of CO detectors.

Long story short, we put in whatever's missing and rewired everything. Still some work left to do, as some detectors weren't recognized by the Hochiki panel.

Overall, an interesting first day in the field!

If Red Bull gives you wings, what does Red Mel give you...?

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Sun was shining just right so the Mumei acrylic stand in my living room cast a silhouette against the wall. Kinda looks like Mumei standing between 2 buildings.

I miss her, but she seems to be doing fine as a pink orca. All's well that ends well.

I'm not like them, but I can pretend
The sun is gone, but I have a light
The day is done, but I'm having fun
I think I'm dumb

Or maybe just happy
Think I'm just happy
Think I'm just happy
Think I'm just happy

My heart is broke, but I have some glue
Help me inhale and mend it with you
We'll float around and hang out on clouds
Then we'll come down

And have a hangover
Have a hangover
Have a hangover
Have a hangover

Skin the sun, fall asleep
Wish away, the soul is cheap
Lesson learned, wish me luck
Soothing burn, wake me up

I'm not like them, but I can pretend
The sun is gone, but I have a light
The day is done, but I'm having fun
I think I'm dumb

Or maybe just happy
Think I'm just happy
Think I'm just happy
Think I'm just happy

I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb

I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb

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In a recent post, I mentioned how down bad I am for Vestia Zeta, and how she's been living rent-free in my mind. I'm currently unemployed and stuck at home all day, and she's been a beacon of hope during this hikikomori phase.

It would be selfish to say my life sucks right now, because it's not that bad, but it's not the ideal place I want to be. Thus, daydreaming and (sleep)dreaming offer a great opportunity for escapism.

My sleep schedule sucks, and so I only dream whenever I get enough sleep. Most of my dreams highlight my underlying fears and (sometimes) past trauma. So when an actual good dream happens, I cherish it a lot. A few days ago, I struck gold and had a dream about Zeta, and I was aware of it.

The following is my recollection of that experience. It's really long, but it uplifted me and I'll keep it in the core memories folder.

--- CHAPTER 1: The Lakehouse ---

I came to my senses in a remote lakehouse, surrounded by woods for miles. Its layout was nearly identical to a lakehouse I stayed at with family. I was alone, my family's belongings were strewn around, but no sign of them.

I stayed at the (real) lakehouse last October, when it was cool and calm. But here, it was bitterly cold outside, with a raging blizzard obscuring everything. It was very reminiscent of the recently brutal winter I experienced where I live.

Luckily, the living room fireplace was active, keeping the lakehouse warm and toasty. Nearby, there's a pot of Japanese curry simmering away on the kitchen stove. It had a very inviting and familiar smell. Curry was one of the dishes my family would prepare whenever we stayed at a lakehouse.

So despite being alone, at night, I felt comfortable in this familiar setting.

--- CHAPTER 2: First Encounter ---

As I walk around the lakehouse, searching for any signs of life, I'm startled by a noise at the front door. Given my shyness and remote location, I'm wary of the presence at the door. I approach the door, knowing that whatever happens, I'd probably just wake up anyways.

As I get closer, I'm shocked to see Vestia Zeta leaning against the door. She was in her New Years outfit, clutching a dagger in one hand. She was weak and lethargic, as if the blizzard had beaten her for some time.

I open the door to let her in, and she clumsily falls into my arms. Her whole body was cold as ice: she had obvious signs of hypothermia. I ask her what happened out there, her voice was weak and trembly.

I brush off the snow on her and gently walk her towards a sofa in front of the fireplace. I tell her to stay put while I find some things to warm her up. I fetch a warm blanket from the dryer and drape it on her. I ask if she wants some hot curry from the stove; she nods yes. I fix up a bowl with some fresh rice. Next to the curry pot was a kettle of green tea (my parents like it). I hand her the curry bowl and a cup of hot tea, while I finish my inspection of the property.

Besides my family being missing, everything else looked in order. A half hour or so passed before I check on Zeta again; she finished her curry and tea. More lively and energetic, she thanks me graciously. I refill her cup of tea, and make another for myself (to fit in). I sit in a chair next to her and start some small talk. Despite social anxiety giving me a hard time, she listens intently.

--- CHAPTER 3: What's Going On? ---

Curious of this dream environment, I ask Zeta about what she's doing here, and what's going on in this "dream" world.

She explained that the entire world is at-war against an unknown superpower, built on narcissism and egotism. Some of the worst, most detestable people, managed to form a hivemind together. They swept across the globe, indoctrinating people to their cause. If you refused, you were exterminated.

A rebellion formed to oppose the regime. Corporations that didn't bow down to the regime joined the rebels instead. When conflict first broke out, Hololive pledged to side with the rebels. Any talents who could and wanted to fight, were sent out on missions to undermine the regime. Those who didn't (or couldn't) were transported to safe havens, where they could live peacefully and entertain other survivors. YAGOO was there to cheer on his fighters and comfort the non-fighters.

I asked Zeta about her genmates, some of my oshis, and the other talents. All of HoloID chose to fight, as did some of EN, JP, Dev_IS, and Stars. To my surprise, some talents who graduated IRL, were still active talents in this world. Rumors spread that even terminated talents, like Rushia, were assisting the rebels as a neutral party.

As for Zeta, her agent background was put to the test. As the war dragged on, her tasks shifted from reconnaissance to assassination. The regime started committing war crimes as the rebels continually fought back. Thus, Zeta and other rebels began using dirty tactics in retaliation (Zeta noted Pekora was responsible for 99% of rebel war crimes).

Zeta's latest mission was to assassinate one of the regime leaders, while they were attending a New Years party. She succeeded, but was pursued by vengeful guards for an entire day. She lost them in the wilderness, but then got lost in it herself. After nearly 2 days in the cold wilderness, she was desperate for any kind of warm shelter.

Noting her disheveled appearance, I showed the bathroom she can use to clean herself up. I offered to wash her clothes while she showered. She happily agreed.

While a bit starstruck at her appearance, I still have Zeta the privacy to remove her clothes and shower herself. She left her clothes outside the bathroom. For clothes so unusual to real life, I wondered if it was even safe to machine wash. Considering how dirty the clothes were, I figured it was best to have them cleaned regardless.

My father always bought some laundry detergent on trips like this, so I tossed in a pod and let the wash run on the delicate cycle. I stared at the machine for the half hour or so it took to wash everything. I was worried it might damage Zeta's clothes so I kept a close eye on it.

--- CHAPTER 4: Ecchi! ---

After moving Zeta's clothes to the dryer, she called me from the bathroom. She forgot to grab a towel to dry herself. I entered the bathrooom (with perms) to hand her the towel, not realizing she had exited the shower already and was soaking wet naked.

I couldn't help but notice how perfect her body was. I was expecting some scars or wounds as she was actively in combat, but there were none. I only noticed a new-ish wound on her left shin. I asked about the injury, Zeta said it was from yesterday, when she got winged by a bullet. It wasn't that painful to her, and it looked like it had been treated previously. After drying herself up, I offered to help rebandage the wound again, as I knew my mother always packed a medkit for vacations.

I'm no doctor, but the wound was mild enough that some antibiotic ointment and bandages were enough. Zeta thanked me again, and I simply responded that I'd do anything for her.

--- CHAPTER 5: All You Need is Love ---

I noticed Zeta blushing; I lightly caressed her face wondering about her expression. She pulled me close, and with an intimate tone, she complimented my benevolence for a complete stranger. She thought she would perish in the harsh weather outside, if it wasn't for me. I was apparently within regime-loyalist territory, and she feared not finding anyone inviting to rebels. She admitted having feelings for me, solely off my actions and personality.

I gave her some headpats, then admitted that the feeling was mutual. I told her how hard it was for me to find true, meaningful friends, and how I struggled with my shyness and socializing with people. I was just happy to meet her and care for her: it's the only way I can show love.

Zeta was very understanding. She elaborated on how the war made it difficult for her (and the other talents) to find relationships and pleasure outside their own circle. She wanted to cherish every bit of time with me, before she'd have to return to her duties. I remarked that with the blizzard outside, no one's gonna be looking for her anytime soon. I gave her a warm hug, inviting her to stay as long as she wants.

--- CHAPTER 6: Losing My Gallons (NSFW) ---

>!Zeta quietly asked if I wanted to have sex with her. I was taken aback. I admitted that I haven't lost my virginity yet, nor had any experience. She said not to worry; she considered it compensation for my generosity. I was hesitant, but I accepted.!<

>!Zeta's body was still warm and damp from her shower, as was the entire bathroom. I figured some foreplay would be a good start, so I began by fingering her vagina. Pleasure aside, I also wanted to make sure Zeta was OK with what I was doing. She clinged onto me, saying everything was fine, as long as I was gentle.!<

>!I kept going slowly and gently, listening intently to Zeta's quiet murmurs of pleasure. As I started to speed things up, Zeta came all over my hand. She had a bashful expression, but laughted it off. She told me to keep going, so I obliged. !<

>!I started feeling her breasts: they were nicely plump and firm. I quipped that I wasn't a fan of excessively huge boobas, and hers were a perfect size. She laughed softly, then asked me to pinch her nipples. I took turns alternating between pinching her nips and caressing her head. Regardless, she seemed to enjoy it, quietly giggling to herself.!<

>!I slowly started getting hard, and Zeta eventually wanted me to take her down to the floor. I held her by the waist and took her down, albeit softly. She had such a sweet and heartwarming smile, completely relaxed in my company. I stripped entirely and prepare for some actual sex. I asked if she was ready, and with one "yes", I went in.!<

>!Upon insertion, I heard Zeta wince slightly. I paused, but she gave me a nod of approval, so I continued. Part of me wanted to be more aggressive, but she asked for gentleness, so I controlled myself. She was already in a euphoric state, and I hoped to keep it that way. All I could hear was her light panting and subtle noises of pleasure. I slowly let my inhibitions go. I took turns massaging her breasts or tickling her (which she took great pleasure in).!<

>!The tension rose gradually, until it reached a climax and I came inside of Zeta. She let out of yelp of intense pleasure. I saw the ahegeo face, with her eyes shining with pink hearts (ref pic above).!<

>!In my post-nut clarity, I checked on Zeta to see if she was alright. She nodded, and after a short break, she asked for more.!<

>!And so I continued, trying out different positions and letting her be on top for a change. I was surprised that I was able to cum in her multiple times. I kept going until both of us were completely exhausted.!<

>!By the end of it, Zeta was a mess with cum, sweat, tears, and drool all over her. Regardless, she still had a face of pure ecstasy. After checking on her (again), I helped her rinse off in the bathtub.!<

--- CHAPTER 7: Cleaning Up ---

Zeta was very tired once we were done. Apart from the sex, she mentioned having been awake for over 24 hours trying to flee her pursuers. Her clothes were still tumbling in the dryer, but she was fine with sleeping naked in front of the warm fireplace.

I carried her over to the sofa, grabbed her a soft pillow, and tossed a warm heavy blanket over her. I encouraged her to sleep for however long she wanted, as she looked visibly sleep-deprived from the beginning. I gave her one last headpat, a goodnight kiss, and left her to count Watames.

After all that action, I had the munchies. I built myself a huge bowl of curry and rice to eat. The taste immediately reminded me of mom's cooking. It had carrot, potatoes, onions, and chicken thigh meat (my favorite). By the time I finished inhaling that giant bowl of food, I walked back to the living room to find Zeta soundly asleep.

I took the dagger she left on the table and inspected it for fun, occasionally glancing over at the sleeping Zeta. That's the last thing I remember before I woke up from the dream.

--- END OF STORY ---

I miss having dreams like this. Dreams that give you tons of energy to go out and take on the day.

Even if it was a fleeting moment, I got to live in my own fanfiction for a day and that works for me!

The world may be shitty right now, but it can always get better. I hope you all can have good dreams of your oshis, living out a sexual fantasy or just spending quality time with them.

Thank you for reading and have a good day!

I've been gradually adding more Vestia Zeta paraphernalia to my residence. Since I'm currently in hikikomori mode, she now lives rent-free in my mind. It has reached the point that Zeta frequently appears in my dreams now, and I spend mornings daydreaming about intimate funtimes with her.

I really need to find a j*b again before the schizo thoughts take over...

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