Log Activation; YC 111.08.17
"The knowledge of sin is the beginning of salvation."
Aftal sits on the small crate which seems to have become his spot of contemplation lately. Simple yet functional perhaps it says something about him...
It has been a while since I have been able to make it out on patrol, something I do need to make amends for, but I went to see who was at the peons club. I met up with Lt Shalee there today. It was just her drinking some spiced Amarrian wine so I took a seat next to her for some company.
The Lt is amazing yet troubled, for one so.....I don't know...she is able to stir the emotions in so many of PIE, a catalyst of the lord perhaps. Mind you from what I have heard the lord definitely works in mysterious ways if upsetting the brass is the way of the lord.
He runs his right hand over his cleanly shaved scalp, then scratches his forehead.
We spent some time talking and getting to know each other. I talked about god and his love for his people a bit, I'm sure she must think less of me for my ramblings. I sense that she puts so much emotion out to everyone else just to hide that which she doesn't wish to face inside.
A part of the whole that she is ashamed of...but the parts are just that, pieces of a whole. Our history may shape us and bring us to this time and place, but its the soul that shows the truth of ones self. If she comes to the lord as he intended, the whole will be healed and she will find peace I am sure of it. I pray our talk is the first step along the path....perhaps....
God only knows, I have my own demons from the past.......
Aftal's voice trails off, clearly a subject he find hard to discuss.
I do not speak much of my 'family' and no-one in PIE has asked. Something I am happy about, that's for sure. They were nothing but thieves, liars and I hope God's retribution was slow and painful for what they have done. I would not spit on them if they were on fire...
Aftal's face scowls in disgust as he talks
To steal an Amarrian child, take it as their own and for what ends. To worm their way into Amarrian society like a festering sore, to exploit and manipulate the servants of the empire. No they got their justice....
But enough of this, it pains me still.....End Log.
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Into the Light
Log Activation; YC 111.07.24
"Those who embrace the Lord and walk in light, shall be saved by his grace. For we are the shepherds in the dark, his Angels of Mercy" - Scriptures. Book of Reclaiming 4:45
The com-link recorder flashes into life, Atfal sits naked on a small crate, a numb look on his face. Beads of sweat periodically run down his face.
I knew the time would come when my reflexes were not fast enough and I would hear the words "Pod Breach Imminent". I have heard the stories told many times of that instant of the....clone activation...
Atfal drops his head down, his shoulders shifty under an unseen heavy weight before he lifts his head once more
I have been briefed a thousand times or more on the pod breach. I know what to expect and yet I did not. I did not truly understand until now.
The mission was simple point the raven, well it was supposed to be simple. I have seen the slaves fit these caladri ships before, always the same, smartbombs to catch the unwary and the small ships. 9km that's the distance stay outside 9km, all fine unless the enemy warps and manages to warp to zero on your ass. All for naught, a death for nothing.....
Atfal hangs his head, his shoulders slump, the burden of shame clear.
The Punisher couldn't take the onslaught, once they bombs went off I knew it, lined up the nearest planet and then....Then the breach.
To stand on the edge of the abyss and to be snatched away. It is unimaginable.....I doubt it will ever be something that I will get used to. The searing light followed by absolute darkness, a feeling of being suffocated, almost buried alive. That followed by a grogginess, waking up from a nightmare that was real.
Alas I have walked in the light, saved by the grace of god, I am an angel of vengeance reborn from the fire.
Atfal lifts his head, a stern look upon his face.
It is true, God places the heaviest burden on those who can carry its weight.
Amarr Victor.
End Log.
The screen flickers fading to black.
"Those who embrace the Lord and walk in light, shall be saved by his grace. For we are the shepherds in the dark, his Angels of Mercy" - Scriptures. Book of Reclaiming 4:45
The com-link recorder flashes into life, Atfal sits naked on a small crate, a numb look on his face. Beads of sweat periodically run down his face.
I knew the time would come when my reflexes were not fast enough and I would hear the words "Pod Breach Imminent". I have heard the stories told many times of that instant of the....clone activation...
Atfal drops his head down, his shoulders shifty under an unseen heavy weight before he lifts his head once more
I have been briefed a thousand times or more on the pod breach. I know what to expect and yet I did not. I did not truly understand until now.
The mission was simple point the raven, well it was supposed to be simple. I have seen the slaves fit these caladri ships before, always the same, smartbombs to catch the unwary and the small ships. 9km that's the distance stay outside 9km, all fine unless the enemy warps and manages to warp to zero on your ass. All for naught, a death for nothing.....
Atfal hangs his head, his shoulders slump, the burden of shame clear.
The Punisher couldn't take the onslaught, once they bombs went off I knew it, lined up the nearest planet and then....Then the breach.
To stand on the edge of the abyss and to be snatched away. It is unimaginable.....I doubt it will ever be something that I will get used to. The searing light followed by absolute darkness, a feeling of being suffocated, almost buried alive. That followed by a grogginess, waking up from a nightmare that was real.
Alas I have walked in the light, saved by the grace of god, I am an angel of vengeance reborn from the fire.
Atfal lifts his head, a stern look upon his face.
It is true, God places the heaviest burden on those who can carry its weight.
Amarr Victor.
End Log.
The screen flickers fading to black.
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