Day in day out you fight a enemy that never dies. Patrol after patrol names become melted into the background and sparkle like the stars. So numerous. If few stick in your mind either they were angels or monsters. For an agent you're nameless; as long as you fly the wings you're the black void the fills the Solar systems of Liberty. Never seen, never known, not a hero, just an agent.
You're a fool to have friends, you're Agent if you have friends that die- and you watched them. You were meant to have a life, as an Agent you're in charge of other people's lives. If you fall in love I am jealous.
You know they never tell you what happens to your body when you have been a pilot for over 4 years. Your skin stays a pale color, your muscles begin to degrade and your bones will have fractures- small ones. Doesn't matter what health program you're in space seems to eat away at you. Space is such a void. Many people can't handle it. Many people, pilots, crack under the silence. They cannot handle being alone.
I suppose I write in this journal to keep my sanity. I have no one to write to, no one will ever read this. But for me I think it is something I can look back on and remember.
Either way we are all dead men,
=LSF= Agent Garmen
June 13, 790AS - January 2, 819AS
Zigeris Huu Garmen, Retired =LSF= Agent, body was discovered in a escape pod jettisoned and recovered in the Keplar system. The details about his body's condition forever kept sealed. It was suspected by the Internal Affairs (=LSF=) he had been tortured and died due to the results of the torture. And there was little that IA could extract from his body and the escape pod. IA had noted that since Garmen retired he was a West Point instructor and was not allowed to leave New York without permission. Late December 818AS Garmen was reported missing. IA has not been able to explain how his body ended up in Keplar.
Only surviving member of the Garmen family line was Zigeris's older brother. It is not known if Zigeris had any off spring, girlfriends or wives. Many of Zigeris's contacts have been declared deceased or missing. His students at West Point look to honor him and remember him.
"Such is the beauty of death for those who already experienced it," Zigeris
// =LSF= Response only OR really really close friends of mine here in RP and otherwise. That you can RP that you knew him as a =LSF= Agent and West Point instructor. Danke//