176th shot
[ private ; unhackable ]
...Things have changed. I was here for the start of the monetary system, the start of the Justice system, the start of the Wardenship. The first elected wardenship. For the first real organization of the Police Force.
I've been a civilian, a protector, a rescuer, a police officer, Chief of Police, nominated for Warden and now I am an aide. Where I should be. I've worked inside and outside the law- such as it exists, here. I've made mistakes. Lots of them. I've done things I'm not proud of. But I know what they are, and I won't do them again.
I've been in fights for my life. Repeats of old grudges, but I've survived them all. Barely, sometimes, but I have. Lust, Envy...Kimblee. And I've avoided more fights than I can count.
I've seen the dead walk, with no trick of Envy's. I've seen allies come and go. I've seen enemies come and go as well; but somehow it seems they last longer.
How much should all this mean to me? How proud should I be that I made a difference here? How much do I miss those who have returned home, that I'll never see again? This is not where any of us belong, after all.
I hope you're safe, Hayate.
[ /private ]
[ private to the Colonel ]
...How are the new recruits to the force.
[ end private ]
[ private to Heinkel ; visible to Col. Mustang ]
...I'm sorry we took off so quickly yesterday. Thank you for your help.
[ end private ]
As of three days ago, my notes span two years of City time. I've been here more on the order of a year and seven months, with all the times I've been home, but there you go. There've been quite a few changes; sometimes it seems completely different from the way it was when I got here.
I forgot how tiring-
...Things have changed. I was here for the start of the monetary system, the start of the Justice system, the start of the Wardenship. The first elected wardenship. For the first real organization of the Police Force.
I've been a civilian, a protector, a rescuer, a police officer, Chief of Police, nominated for Warden and now I am an aide. Where I should be. I've worked inside and outside the law- such as it exists, here. I've made mistakes. Lots of them. I've done things I'm not proud of. But I know what they are, and I won't do them again.
I've been in fights for my life. Repeats of old grudges, but I've survived them all. Barely, sometimes, but I have. Lust, Envy...Kimblee. And I've avoided more fights than I can count.
I've seen the dead walk, with no trick of Envy's. I've seen allies come and go. I've seen enemies come and go as well; but somehow it seems they last longer.
How much should all this mean to me? How proud should I be that I made a difference here? How much do I miss those who have returned home, that I'll never see again? This is not where any of us belong, after all.
I hope you're safe, Hayate.
[ /private ]
[ private to the Colonel ]
...How are the new recruits to the force.
[ end private ]
[ private to Heinkel ; visible to Col. Mustang ]
...I'm sorry we took off so quickly yesterday. Thank you for your help.
[ end private ]
As of three days ago, my notes span two years of City time. I've been here more on the order of a year and seven months, with all the times I've been home, but there you go. There've been quite a few changes; sometimes it seems completely different from the way it was when I got here.
I forgot how tiring-