Sarah Braun's double life

[Narcotic]

Neural Net Log - Sarah Simone Braun

Personal Entry:

Tuesday, the 26. February 820

My last few hours aboard the Moselle were quite exhausting. Since the instant dismissal came rather suprising, and forced me to leave my quarter earlier than I've planned, I didn't even had much time to bid farewell to the friends I've made there in my 15 months full time duty. Instead I've wrote a personal notice to my recent supervisor, where I've asked for his forgiveness. Although I didn't expected him to care much about it, I found it to be the minimum of respect I had left to offer.

Finally I've did my possibly last steps on the Moselle with mixed feelings, and left the almost empy hangar bays, which I've left so often in my Wraith before. Will it be the last time? I was close to tears when the Moselle was slowly disappearing out of visible range, and the public transport entered the jumphole to New Berlin. So much effort for nothing? First they occupied my life, and now they threw me out, having nothing left. Only time.