Brotherhood Bar-Talks

[Unit-sk855]

Alice sank down into her chair so as not to be seen. The only understanding so far of this mess is that its caused a flexing of muscle between the people she flys with, and the coalition that also protects the area.

"Fools...."

She mutters to herself quietly. So many bigger issues, but fighting amoungst themselves continues. Just like what she has always known. However, her years of command, her blood stained hands, and her time flying the Wishful Thinking, all could not stop a young girls emotions. A tear fell onto the table.

"I didnt want this..."

Then another.

"I would rather have died..."

Two more.

"This is not why I came here..."

She stood up, and walked slowly to the door while looking at the ground. She may be better off turning herself in and pretending. Then again, she may be better off alone. She needed some time to think, so she decided to go and float in space for a bit.

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*Wilson shows off his ham sandwich* - Armory.003
*mark placed on Unit-sk855's forehead* - Head hitting the desk as of reading the above