Journal 2/27/12b

Silver wants my help, Hiri has this idea, something that will help her help Cia. I hope it's worth it.

Journal 2/27/12

Had a drink with some of my 'new' corp mates. KJ, Gottii, Ulf. Felt a little out of depth when they were talking about Else and alliance goings-on, and wars in space. None of that is anything I know. Not even ship-to-ship combat that doesn't involve a breaching charge, for all that I'm a podder, technically. Felt like I just didn't have much I could add to the conversation. I'm sure I'll adjust, though.

KJ and I did have a little discussion once the others left, about stubbornness and luck, and which was better. I think luck won.

Journal 2/26/12

Hiri says I should just try to believe it wasn't my fault. That they should have come for us, and that I did make the best decision. That it- that it didn't work out isn't my fault. That's what I'm supposed to tell myself.

She said it's like this vine - mile-a-minute vine. It's a poisonous weed, and there's almost no way to get rid of it, except to plant another plant - farmer's friend. You plant farmer's friend next to the mile-a-minute vine and it starves it of nutrients. That's what I need to do, with those memories. Supplant them with something that's not as harmful. And if it's not my fault, I know whose it is.

Cia's still have trouble talking about what happened, but there was some progress.

She made a cheesecake too, it was delicious. Double chocolate.

Journal 2/25/12

I'm officially in Re-Aw now.

Met up with Ulf at Michell's for my interview. Assured him I'd follow the ROE. He said he needed to check if my standings would be a problem - hard to get Brutor tribe to notice your in-space exploits when you don't like being in an egg, I guess. Making a Sansha joke during my entrance interview might not have been entirely appropriate, but Ulf didn't seem to mind. Anyway, I'm in.

Will be good in case of emergencies, and good for helping me get to know the people Silver flies with.

The food was delicious, as usual at Michell's. They know how to make a burger.

NEOCOM SYSTEMS FILE: Outgoing Correspondence: Amieta Invelen 20.2.112

Hiri,
Here's the report you wanted. I rewrote it and then replaced references to myself, like you asked.

Intel indicated the target was a lightly defended (3-4 security; professional, unmodified, unpowered armor + staff)space based lab facility involved in pharma and narcotic research and small-scale synthesis. Blood Raider affiliated. Operation profile was for a single platoon, light loadout.

Platoon commander was Captain Amieta Invelen Jirai Korama.

At 0300, 23.9.100 the lab's maintenance airlock was breached and the team infiltrated the facility. The first 3 primary compartments were cleared without enemy contact.

A booby-trapped blast door sealed shut behind the platoon after they entered the active area of the installation. I Captain Korama ordered the platoon to take up defensive positions and sent automatic scouts to get a clear tactical picture.

Remote scouting revealed heavy, prepared defensive positions. Approx company strength. Heavy armor and weapons.

I The Captain kept the platoon in defensive positions and ordered Cpl. Takiinen to raise command on comms and request backup. Contact could not be established. That's about when the blooders vented the section's atmo.

Their heavier equipment allowed them to operate in an unpressurized environment nearly indefinitely. The lighter suits of Captain Korama's platoon lacked oxygen reserves/air reprocessing capabilities for sustained operation in that environment.

I The Captain had the platoon hunker down, hoping reinforcements would come. Contact was not re-established with control, and they never came. Couldn't find any way to breach the blast door. I Captain Korama considered an assault on the blooder positions, but we wouldn't have made it casualties would have been total. By waiting there was a chance that reinforcements would arrive, and we would still be alive.

Reinforcements didn't come. The platoon was captured intact once we were incapacitated by oxygen deprivation.


Journal 2/20/12

Cia visited to catch up and work on our respective 'shrink homework'. She brought a cake. I told her about what I talked with Hiri about, the family thing. She wasn't upset, not about that anyway. She used to have a dream, the same sort of worrying, I guess. Back before the tunnels. So she understood. I felt, just, relieved.

We tried to work on our homework. I think hers is the harder. I mean, it's a decision she's going to have to make. Mine, well. It's just things that happened. The past.

I tried to be supportive, and with how it's making her feel, I suggested maybe talking to Hiri before working on it too much more. Told her noone can make her someone she isn't.

She helped me too. Talked through what happened with me. I think having gone through it like that, told Cia, it might be easier to write down the way Hiri wants. She says they should have come for us. That I did what was best. It still doesn't feel that way, but she's probably right. With what happened after, though, it's hard thinking it was the best thing.

The cake was delicious.

Journal 2/16/12

Hiri seems to be recovering well from the surgery. Good thing, too, because she's probably gonna be busy once she's back with Cia. There's Nerila, and I told her about what happened with Cia recently.

I've been having more of the nightmares, lately, too.

She thinks it's because there's some part of me that's afraid Cia's going to abandon me, now her 'real' family's back. I mean, I know it's stupid - spirits know Cia's opinion of her mother is pretty damn low - but that doesn't stop the gnawing little voice. I think Hiri's right, I just need to talk with Cia, make sure everything out and clear.

I need to rewrite the report for Hiri a little too. Not take my name out till the end.