To a brighter future?

[Wolfs Ghost]

Planet Cambridge -- Space port, Shopping District

He wandered around aimlessly, for what seemed to be like an couple of hours.

Without much success, one should mention. The glances and disgusted stares were still apparent, everywhere he went. Even on his home planet. His wandering lead him to a random bench, upon which he decided to sit down on, letting out a rather heavy sigh.

He looked up to see a couple of uniformed officers making their way out towards the nearby beach, both were female and laughing it up, a third uniformed officer was quickly running their way shouting for the two to wait. Obviously the three were ensigns on shore leave. He continued to watch the three until they disappeared out of view.

To him, there seemed nothing left. No adventure. Nothing but the quiet surroundings of his home, and maybe the occasional firefight against hostile forces while aiding the Armed Forces. He leaned back, and took in a deep breath, closing his eyes and began to remember the older days of serving in the Armed Forces, the day he was known to Bretonia as a hero who saved the Prime Minister, and even that was without trouble and disobeying orders.

A small smirk crossed his lips, remembering that very day. He had ignored directed orders to return home with an escort delegation, and had instead stayed with the Prime Minister's ship, as the Prime Minister himself allowed him to. The following morning without much escort the Prime Minister's ship left Manhattan, and started it's journey home when it was ambushed in New London along the Kensignton - Manchester gate lane. At the time, he was only an ensign and flew a newer class of the Paladin, ones that were known to have problems. Of course it didn't stop him from foiling the attempted assassination attempt. A day that made him a hero, a day that should have never of happened.

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