Moving On

[Miaou]

Log 9: Dismantle

[color=#FFFFFF]We did not allowed it.

Done was the deed, the start. The actions are done, and the wheel is rolling. My Gallia will be it's former glory soon enough.

How I was confused before. Whispers? No, it's My Gallia speaking to me. I can not believe I am the only one to listen to her. The words started to form, connecting my thoughts and helping me understand. I now know what I have gone to learn from meeting Foster and the Tundra. I learned the truth about what is wrong.

Humans. We are united in death pain, but we do not share it. Truly we are individuals and cannot unite under one being, one banner. How I miss the days when I thought the Royal Police was a fit, clean organized group of officers. How I was wrong about that as I am wrong about every other person alive other than those who open their eyes and listen to the stars around them.

People do not listen though. They destroy and remove it as they wish. I believe I hear it calling out, its distress as it sees it's children slain before it. It's an unbearable noise, which hits my heart strong. I feel the pain of it, and know what I must do. My task is clear.

Listen to the Stars. Listen to My Gallia. Listen to the Children.

I found it distressing to listen, but they gave me no reason to doubt them. They were being harmed, I had to do what was asked by them. When they call upon be again, I will be ready to do as I am asked.

Let me reach out my heart to them, feel my tasks done. Pray I did as you wished.

Lucas Gerald

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[color=#00CCCC]Ship Captain: Directeur Lucas Gerald
Ship Helmsmen: Anton Giles
Operation status: OF, Kyushu
Ship crew: 35
Total population: 35
Fuel: 72%
Supplies: 73%

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