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Pain.
Can barely think. Broken ribs. Broken leg. Bruises everywhere. Hurts to breathe. Keep drifting in and out.
I did it. Got my opening. Attacked. Didn't work. She was fast. Knife didn't get the heart. Kameiras were fast. Didn't even have time to grab the Amarrian brat. Thought I was going to die.
Why aren't I dead?
Something wrong.
Master said I'd get out. Didn't tell me when or where to attack. Just said I'd get out.
Still time...
Blood when I breathe. Must have a punctured lung.
Wish I could pass out again...
Sunday 25 April 2010
Friday 23 April 2010
Diary of a Freedom Fighter, Part I
There's a problem.
All the captives here have been brainwashed. Can't trust anyone. Nearly been revealed several times. Need to be more careful.
Too many Kameiras. Approaching target will be hard. Don't know why she in particular must die. Not like she wouldn't just get out of a clone vat. Master must have some reason. Don't need to know. All scum.
Seen her a couple of times. Been only a few feet away. No sign of weapons or armour. Easy target. Pretends to be friends with all the captives. My face is too new, can't get close. Kameiras are good. Better than master said. Could take a few of them, not enough.
Been avoiding food. Using own supplies. Don't trust it not to be drugged. Must be, to make them all so content.
Master said exit would be arranged after I kill her. Don't see how, but that's not my concern.
Smug and stupid foreman looking at me. Collaborator scum. Wish I could kill him. New job, kitchen duty. Hate kitchen duty, but menial labour is safe. Nobody takes any notice.
Target passing by. Wish I had my weapons, but can't hide them in this outfit. Suicide anyway.
Have to wait.
All the captives here have been brainwashed. Can't trust anyone. Nearly been revealed several times. Need to be more careful.
Too many Kameiras. Approaching target will be hard. Don't know why she in particular must die. Not like she wouldn't just get out of a clone vat. Master must have some reason. Don't need to know. All scum.
Seen her a couple of times. Been only a few feet away. No sign of weapons or armour. Easy target. Pretends to be friends with all the captives. My face is too new, can't get close. Kameiras are good. Better than master said. Could take a few of them, not enough.
Been avoiding food. Using own supplies. Don't trust it not to be drugged. Must be, to make them all so content.
Master said exit would be arranged after I kill her. Don't see how, but that's not my concern.
Smug and stupid foreman looking at me. Collaborator scum. Wish I could kill him. New job, kitchen duty. Hate kitchen duty, but menial labour is safe. Nobody takes any notice.
Target passing by. Wish I had my weapons, but can't hide them in this outfit. Suicide anyway.
Have to wait.
Mortis: Cobra and Rabbit
Recorder on.
The view is once again of Mortis' Screen Room. Exactly where it is is unclear - the design is different from any of his previous ones. Grander, seemingly more connected. An entire section has a different set of computers from the rest, dominated by a large central screen, which is unusually still, showing only a dark logo.
Mortis sits in his usual swivel chair, tapping through reports occasionally.
Much has happened since my last entry.
Repentence has recovered, much to everyone's relief. I've seen her a couple of times, and I suspect that she'll never fully heal. Certainly Masque doesn't think so, and she'd know. But she's as healthy as can be reasonably expected, and able to function again.
That's more than can be said for Ghost Festival. The announcement that we're shutting up shop was aggravating, to say the least. Cobra was pretty insistent about my next move, and that's not a tie I'm willing to sever, though.
I have been wondering about the wisdom of joining the group, but the information and connections they've given me... it seemed foolish not to.
But Cobra said Veto, so Veto is where I have applied. We'll have to see what happens, of course. Ethan Verone and his subordinates have a record of being very picky about who they recruit, and although my record with PRETA will help, anything could happen. I know Adrastus has already been accepted. No surprise that he chose to go there, the man never did have strong feelings about anything - save for Sansha.
Returning to duty as a full combat pilot will be interesting. Quite why Cobra wants me here, I'm not sure, but it'll be good to stretch my wings again. Hopefully they won't order me to do anything against the Rabbits, though. That could lead to a nasty situation.
He leans back, and pats his chair.
Still, if the worst comes to the worst, I've still got this baby. Nobody outside of my inner circle knows about her, and I intend to keep it that way for some time. I don't know how Cobra got her, and I've no idea why they've given her to me for safekeeping, but I'll certainly make the most of her. There's nothing like an ace up your sleeve to bolster one's confidence.
He smiles humourlessly, then stands.
I should get back to Goinard. Being off conventional comms network has its disadvantages sometimes.
Recorder off.
(OOC note: No, I have never seen GI Joe or anything related to that franchise xP)
The view is once again of Mortis' Screen Room. Exactly where it is is unclear - the design is different from any of his previous ones. Grander, seemingly more connected. An entire section has a different set of computers from the rest, dominated by a large central screen, which is unusually still, showing only a dark logo.
Mortis sits in his usual swivel chair, tapping through reports occasionally.Much has happened since my last entry.
Repentence has recovered, much to everyone's relief. I've seen her a couple of times, and I suspect that she'll never fully heal. Certainly Masque doesn't think so, and she'd know. But she's as healthy as can be reasonably expected, and able to function again.
That's more than can be said for Ghost Festival. The announcement that we're shutting up shop was aggravating, to say the least. Cobra was pretty insistent about my next move, and that's not a tie I'm willing to sever, though.
I have been wondering about the wisdom of joining the group, but the information and connections they've given me... it seemed foolish not to.
But Cobra said Veto, so Veto is where I have applied. We'll have to see what happens, of course. Ethan Verone and his subordinates have a record of being very picky about who they recruit, and although my record with PRETA will help, anything could happen. I know Adrastus has already been accepted. No surprise that he chose to go there, the man never did have strong feelings about anything - save for Sansha.
Returning to duty as a full combat pilot will be interesting. Quite why Cobra wants me here, I'm not sure, but it'll be good to stretch my wings again. Hopefully they won't order me to do anything against the Rabbits, though. That could lead to a nasty situation.
He leans back, and pats his chair.
Still, if the worst comes to the worst, I've still got this baby. Nobody outside of my inner circle knows about her, and I intend to keep it that way for some time. I don't know how Cobra got her, and I've no idea why they've given her to me for safekeeping, but I'll certainly make the most of her. There's nothing like an ace up your sleeve to bolster one's confidence.
He smiles humourlessly, then stands.
I should get back to Goinard. Being off conventional comms network has its disadvantages sometimes.
Recorder off.
(OOC note: No, I have never seen GI Joe or anything related to that franchise xP)
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