[Private // Extremely difficult to hack]
Soma's gone. I spent a few days searching, but no. She's gone.
It's funny how fickle life can be-- I had thought that Setsuna was dead, but apparently not. I had thought the people here had some kind of immunity since it's incapable to die here, but apparently, I was a fool. Hah.
I want to be done with this, but can I afford to be so weak? Didn't I make an oath? I have to become stronger, I have to go back to that twisted excuse for a planet, I have to move on, I have to disobey hesitation, I have t
And since when have I spoken such fluent lies so as to fool myself? I can't be the neophyte Commander Slatcher labeled me as anymore; I'm a soldier. The only way to fight a world so contorted is to be distorted oneself. Is that the path to surpass my strength? Would I truly be the victor there? Fire with fire.
Hm.
We all have to make sacrifices, don't we.
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Is nothing sacred?
((OOC: What with my hiatus, Graham hasn't been around very much; one excuse I'm using is that he's still sleeping a lot, and he won't be woken up without some serious effort. On that note, if anyone's tried, he won't really remember talking to them. Also, he hasn't been checking the terminals at all. Billy will find that he's helped move their things/avoid water damage when he wasn't looking.))