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RE: Elena Voigt's Personal Log - Byron - 03-10-2017

PERSONAL LOG - ELENA VOIGT - 03/10/824
Yesterday, by chance I met a rather interesting person in Colorado, a huntress called "Belen". Honestly, I don't know how I should judge her, or rather, whether I should do it at all. In fact, she seems kinda dangerous, so I guess I'd better take her seriously when I meet her again. Otherwise, even though she called herself a puta, she isn't the unkindest person I've seen in my life, hence I guess I'm looking forward to seeing her again, seems to be quite good company if you ask me. That is, if she doesn't punch you in your face. But seriously. This idea with the black list ... it's cool as hell. Maybe I should make one as well, for every single sicko I meet.


[+]Communication Log 01


Otherwise, there's not much left to say. The usual stuff. The only interesting thing worth mentioning is this bloody meeting on Barrier Gate Station, though. Frankly, I'm still kinda pissed about the way it was done. But let's not get into detail about this ... I don't wanna remind myself too much.

To end this entry, let's just say the problems I've mentioned in my last one have been smoothed out rather nicely. Everything's fine between me and Nick again - maybe it always was, I don't know really (except I'm still pissed he used me as distraction for Haynes on Barrier Gate ... ridiculously enough, it wasn't necessary actually - no idea if he just wanted to enjoy the sight of it or whatever). I'm also not feeling that bad about the stuff I've done wrong. Mistakes happen, and the only thing I can try to do is to avoid them the next time.


RE: Elena Voigt's Personal Log - Byron - 03-13-2017

PERSONAL LOG - ELENA VOIGT - 03/13/824
God dammit, I had a really bad dream last night. I think so, let's say. Maybe I was just drunk as a skunk, though. Or - simply both.

At least, I hope it was a dream. I'm not sure though to be honest - since, yeah, drunk as a skunk, that should explain it. It wasn't even a nightmare ... it was nice, actually. God dammit, it was great, let's be honest.

It still has been a dream. Hopefully, Damn, I'm so confused. If it wasn't a dream, I might have just done one of the biggest mistakes in my life.

No no. I did not. Nobody knows. Nobody will ever know. Everything's fine, for god's sake, calm yourself down, Elena. Just go and talk to Nick about it ASAP. Maybe he doesn't even remember it. Or, you know - maybe it's just been a dream.

I need to go to John now. Spending time with him always helped alot. Hopefully this time as well.

RE: Elena Voigt's Personal Log - Byron - 03-19-2017

PERSONAL LOG - ELENA VOIGT - 03/19/824
Now, before I begin, I want to quickly add I'm in hospital at the moment, to be exact at the medical bay of Taba Starport in Omicron Mu. My injuries ain't too bad, but the personal wanted me to stay for a few more days. God - I hate hospitals, you can't do anything else than lying in bed. And I know of so many other things I could do, right now at this moment.

Yesterday, Nick, me and some of our marines were hired by Louise of the ORG to rescue the Revenge, one of their Osiris class battleships. Iona's battleship, to be precise. The things that happened during the mission ... well, it was quite frightening to say the least. And the worst thing is - I still got no clue why all this actually happened, and how. My personal theory? There are ghosts on board, definitely. I'll think about it twice next time I'm asked to step into the Revenge.

[+]Communication Log 01 - Rescuing the Revenge


After that, things started to become ugly when an Order vessel called "TCG|Osiris" witnessed us moving to Taba. The Captain was quite surprised to see a Freelancer like me in Order territory, so he basically told me to f*** off, as I had no permission to stay there, according to him. What he didn't realize was that Forlorn GOT the permission by Admiral Hunter of the Overwatch. What happened then was ugly, as I said, and my poor gunboat got wrecked into many, many little pieces. I guess I'm lucky I even survived this, as he shot his goddamn Mortars at my Gunboat. Anyways, Iona thankfully rescued me, and now here I am, laying in hospital and doing nothing except writing this log.

[+]Communication Log 02 - Destruction of the Cinquedea

RE: Elena Voigt's Personal Log - Byron - 03-25-2017

PERSONAL LOG - ELENA VOIGT - 03/25/824
Alright, here comes another status update of what happened during the last days. Altogether, I feel more alive than ever before I must say, knowing so many things I could do right at the moment. There's so much energy in me right now, it's rad. I could literally hug the entire world.

Mh, guess that's mainly because of my hormones going haywire lately, probably a side effect of being pregnant. Yes, you damn log, you heard me. I'm pregnant! It's the most awkward, but also the most awesome thing I could think of. Awkward, because I really didn't expect it to happen so fast (side note: I should have expected it, with no protection. But goddammit, I didn't care about it anymore during that night, I couldn't think straight back then). Awesome, because ... well, it's just incredible, knowing that I carry the testimony of the love between John and me right with me. As much as I love it, I will have to stay careful for the time being. No risks anymore. It will take time to get used to no joining every fight, but for our sake, I need to watch closely what I'm doing.

As John was forced to move to active duty in Bretonia, I had to follow behind. I now got a nice little appartment on New London, might not be the best location - rain, just saying - but it's kinda cheap, and I really don't need anything extravagant. Also, by being in Bretonia more often, I got the chance to establish contact with a lot more organizations regarding Forlorn Hope business. Everything bad has its good sides, it appears...

Anyways, that's it for today. I will soon start with some mechanic work on a new toy of Forlorn Hope, some sexy Nyxes, to be precise. This gonna be a lot of fun, I believe. As long as I can still work, I should really do it.

RE: Elena Voigt's Personal Log - Byron - 04-10-2017

PERSONAL LOG - ELENA VOIGT - 04/10/824
I know, I know, don't hate on me for forgetting about this log, I have to admit I wasn't quite aware anymore this actually existed, probably because I was rather busy the last weeks. Anyways, I've digged you out again, my dear log, cause I need a shoulder to cry on once more. Exactly, the usual business, you could already see it coming, don't you? To be honest though, I'm kind of tired writing everything in here though, maybe I should consider reprogramming you to a voice log anytime soon. Would be a lot easier probably, even though I guess I'd babble far too much. You know, when I start talking, I won't stop, that's the problem.

Anyways, I've been succesfully avoiding the topic already. When I woke up this morning, I had memories of quite a weird dream. The problem is - I had exact memories of what happened, which makes me wondering how much of it was actually a dream. I can remember Troy Augustin, the latest addition to our organization, offering me to dinner, something I accepted as I wanted to learn more about him, his past and his skills, like, bonding and all that stuff. Maybe I shouldn't have accepted, considering what happened.

It all went smooth at first, that was when we realized we were apparently in a restaurant that encouraged private sphere and therefore ... various things I ain't gonna name explicitly to you, you know what I'm talking about. And this "private sphere" seemed to arouse Troy quite a bit ... too much, to be honest. And I fool made a terrible mistake, again. At least I realized it was a mistake somewhere in between 'it', backing off immediately, I guess that's what I should cling to in order to not grow desperate completely. The last thing I can remember was me blackouting when I screamed and shouted around and called him a pervert. See, so much clear memories, this has never been a dream, it has been and will always be reality. As much as I'd love to deny my responsiblity, that is.

My god, I'm playing with my love. I swear, this is never going to happen again, never. And I ain't gonna talk about it. Sh** happens, and a mistake has been made, but there's no use in telling anybody about it now. It would cause even more harm, and not only to me, but to other people as well. I will have to stand through that myself, if I want or not.


RE: Elena Voigt's Personal Log - Byron - 04-12-2017

PERSONAL LOG - ELENA VOIGT - 04/12/824
Heyhey, it's me again, the person who usually keeps forgetting about you. And again, I didn't have the time to reprogram you, so it seems I must once more write down my thoughts, instead of just chattering you to death. I swear though, next time I sit down to make a log, I'll make sure to unscrew my on-board computer first and finally do the work on you.

Anyways, stuff has cooled down it seems, especially the stuff between Troy and me. Though he keeps knocking on my door from time to time, making me compliments and all that, I'll simply try to keep him at a certain distance so such an error like last time won't happen again. He knows he can forget it, that I made absolutely clear to him, but I somehow doubt he's going to stop. Mh. A certain desire can't be stopped easily I guess. As long as I keep him at bay though, everything's fine.

Over the last days I also had the pleasure of meeting a few new people. One of them - and god, I hope I spell that right now, at least this time - is a Zoner called ... Eowyn (???) Niven. I heard it's pronounced someway around "Owen", but seriously, I doubt I'll ever get those Celtic names right in my lifetime. So, name's pronounced Owen, but she's still a girl, which kinda confuses me even more. She seems to be good company, and I hade some nice talks with her, also escorting her on some delivery missions to Freeport 11. I definitely hope I'll see her soon again, as she might become a good friend in the future. Sympathetic to me she definitely already is.

As a small explanation, lately there was quite an increase in Communist's activity in Liberty, namely by the Sirius Coalition Revolutionary Army. Feels kinda weird to see them here, as their mission seems to be quite simple - kill capitalistic House officials. And hell, they've been quite successful with it so far, wrecking Avery Reeves and a few others. One of them is called Lena Riemann, a fellow Rheinlander, and keeping that fact in mind, I couldn't help but instantly kinda liking her. We already had some interesting talks, and even a little photoshooting. Not the way you think, though. Anyways, I'm already looking forward to seeing her again, which shouldn't take very long, keeping in mind how active the SCRA has become in Liberty.

That's it for today. Much stuff is going on at the moment, I can also occassionally meet John in Bretonia, which is always lovely. Especially when having dinner with him, or any other fun activity really.

RE: Elena Voigt's Personal Log - Byron - 04-23-2017

PERSONAL LOG - ELENA VOIGT - 04/23/824
You see, my dearest of all logs, I actually wanted to start this entry with much love and much happiness. Pointing out I'm loving my life at the moment. Probably something along the lines of:

"Oh my god, everything is just perfect at the moment, everything is smooth and nice. It's going well with John, even though we don't see each other as often as I'd like, and it's going well will that little present inside me. Damn, I can even feel a slight bulge with my hands. All of my friends are alright, I'm safe, and I'm living my life, hell yeah!"

Well, what I didn't expect was that the moment I woke up, I saw an impending message from John. I had asked him whether he's alright - you know, after this skirmish in Leeds where his ship, the LNS-Milwaukee, got blown up by Gauls. It was actually intended a message to show care, but not to show real fear something could have happened.

Now, guess what reply I got this morning? "Blah blah ... but the recipient is currently not able to read it". And the damn message came from the New London Bridge Hospital, for Christ's sake. Self-explanatory this is in no way something I like to read. The words "hospital" and "currently not able to read" imply something really, really bad. Oh man, I planned on having a nice breakfast here on 96 Slide, chattering with Alec a bit, but if this really is how it is, I will have to hop in my Sabre and visit him ASAP.

I'm afraid. And not just a bit. These could be my worst nightmares becoming true.

RE: Elena Voigt's Personal Log - Byron - 04-26-2017

PERSONAL LOG - ELENA VOIGT - 04/26/824
Okay okay, as always I exaggerated a bit about the situation. Luckily, John is all fine again, just a few scars here and there which are there to tell a story of danger and injuries. Medical treatment nowadays seems to be faster than I had expected, at least for military personnel. Anyways, I'm glad to see he's alright, I already imagined far worse things ... months of coma and such crap.

Still though, I can't help but think of this event as a reminder, a reminder that bad things can crawl up on the horizon anytime. Doesn't make me feel better at all. But I guess John is right again about it - I should enjoy the time I got, and not worry about what -could- happen - cause a lot -can- happen. But most of it never does in the end.

Also, I met a very interesting person today, a pirate called "Raider". From the beginning I knew she wasn't exactly as badass as she tried to act, and in notime I got her telling me about her failed life and why she's become an outlaw without really wanting to. I must be honest, I kinda began liking her ... she's a poor soul after all, waiting for a rescue to find out of the dark. I'm keen on doing exactly that, and I already convinced her changing her transponder and reputation sheet to something more ... publicly accepted. Yep, I'm definitely looking forward to meeting her again this evening ... she seems like a person who is fun to hang around with ... as long as she doesn't act the badass pirate, that is.

Furthermore, I'll have to do some research on a certain Freyja Beck of the Order. Shouldn't be that hard, considering I got some very good contacts for that.

I feel like everything's going fine again. Question is ... how long will it stay that way? Or is it just me who makes it look that way with my maniacal-depressive character feature? Bah, don't wanna think about it right now.


RE: Elena Voigt's Personal Log - Byron - 05-02-2017

PERSONAL LOG - ELENA VOIGT - 05/02/824
I just realized something. 'Cause I keep forgetting about you, except when I feel shitty. Some sort of self-help process I suppose? God I'm wondering what someone reading this would think of me. "Jesus, what a depressed bitch". Something along those lines probably. Anyways, as you probably already guessed, yes, I'm writing something again because I'm feeling - gotcha, exactly, shitty.

Now you gonna ask "Ey, what happened?". If it wasn't that I had a very specific talk with Troy, I'd be completely alright, but this way, it was just as hurtful and painful as it could be. What did he do you ask? He made me realize I'm in really deep trouble, fucking deep trouble to be precise. And showed that I'll have to work stuff out with my boyfriend. Cause the way it is at the moment just makes me sad.

Right, that's because I haven't seen him at all lately. No Hey, no message, no anything. I'm absolutely sure it's not out of disinterest or anything, rather because of this paperwork issue, but it still hurts. You don't believe me how lonely I actually feel. It's like he left me alone with the baby, and put me alone into a massive world of fear. Yep, that's the way I feel at the moment. But that's just the tip of the iceberg. I'm afraid of this baby. Afraid of the amount of responsibility that I'm obviously not able to show in any way. What if it doesn't work out? This whole relationship keeps putting me under a lot of pressure, I gotta be honest about that. Not that I didn't love him, Jesus Christ, I do, but the circumstances couldn't be any worse for us at the moment.

If, yes if we decided to part for our mental sake, what would happen with the baby then? I couldn't raise it up alone, neither can John. Yes, of course, if we decided fast, there'd be another solution, I fucking know, but this is completely out of question for me. No matter what happens, I am not going to kill somebody off I'm already loving.

And there are the lies, these goddamn lies I told him. "Oh yes, I had a weird dinner, but nothing happened". Bloody lie! Something did happen! And I lied about it in front of his eyes. I can't stand this any longer, everytime I look into his eyes I feel like betraying him, not telling him about my major mistake, or rather mistakes. This is not how a relationship should work, and hence I'm going to tell him and just hope for the best. Best would be just slamming doors I suppose. I'm afraid of this talk, I really am, but this talk had always had to be done at some point. Now the time has come to be honest about it, and let him decide how he wants to handle it. I mean, even though it would hurt me, I could understand if I lose his trust because of that. I'm the one who fucked this up, so I simply have to live with the consequences of my actions.

And to top it all off, a friend has gone away, literally out of nothing. And yes, I'm indeed calling Troy a friend. It wasn't as easy between us two, that I gotta admit, but he still was a sympathetic person, somebody I trusted, somebody I thought I can ask for help. And now there's one more gone I can talk to. Do you understand why I feel lonely right now? If John's reaction is going to be the way I think it is, I got nobody anymore. The situation in Forlorn is becoming worse as well, rumors are spreading several people are about to leave the ship.

Feels like my whole fucking world is collapsing at the moment. I'll end this now, before I begin doing something I really, really hate to do. And yes, I mean crying.


RE: Elena Voigt's Personal Log - Byron - 05-06-2017

PERSONAL LOG - ELENA VOIGT - 05/06/824
Jesus Christ, I must sound like a pubertarian when I'm thinking about it. I read through the past entries, and damn, it's an ongoing up and down, it even annoyed me a little to read it. However, I must disappoint you, this up and down is going to go on, atleast for now. Because guess what. My concerns might were logical, but pretty much unnecessary.

I talked to John. Yep, I had enough balls to finally do it, and told him about these escapades of mine. Of course, he seemed to mind - anything else would have surprised me anyways. In the end, even though he was pretty much disappointed and all, we decided to meet each other more often again, getting things right again - in every single way, if you allow me to say it that way.

The last few days have also been interesting enough as I had the chance to meet a few new people, or meet people in a different way I'd have expected. Right, so what have we got? A guy who betrayed one of our enemies and might now be willing to give us valuable information about said organization. Another guy who wants us to map a few systems and about whom I got no idea who he actually is. Aaaand, yes, another guy who we don't know at all too and now asks us to help him safe our civilization. I'd get into greater detail in other circumstances, but it wouldn't have been the first time my logs are getting hacked and read by others, so this information must be enough. I've got a bad - or rather good - feeling that the encounters with those people could have a great effect on our future employments.

Not everything is golden however. I still kinda miss Troy a bit since he left. It has become better, yes, but damn, I'd love to talk to him, now that I've decided to be honest with my boyfriend, something he had advised me to be. Also, I feel like there's something Iona and Louise are not telling me... again, I'd love to get into greater detail, but before that, I'd have to employ Ageira to get myself some barriers from hacking attacks.

That's it. See ya soon again, maybe more often.