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Dark Sun Bringer
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I pause for a moment. I'm reminded that our situation could have been prevented by a half thought out plan, but the neumono up in orbit are giving me doubts they are capable of their jobs. If there were many precautions in place, then this place should have been swarmed by allied forces days ago.
After Viln, I start setting up a tent. Not like we need to cover ourselves from the environment, but in case we want to boil water, it would be nice to have a makeshift steamcatcher.
"... I don't know. I was training for potential missions for my hive to send me on so that we could live in some semblance of peace. In the same series of events, my training turned towards ending the salikai as soon as possible, and my hive got into an ultrahive. I have not thought about what to do after the salikai are dealt with."
>"What does your hive do?"
"Office labor. Telecommunications especially. We have a few people as military officers as well, as we know a good deal about military theory."
>"Well, you're in it, after all. Oh, geez, I'm not supposed to be here, or Lucera, or Kort. I'm sorry, I'm complaining, when those two are..."
"You don't have it the worst, but that doesn't mean you have it easy."
>"Marra, though! You should have seen her. She took a bullet that blew her... she... just kept going! It's like it didn't happen! I know her hive's reputation, but how do you even do that?!"
"I don't know. I got shot in the head once. It was not a direct hit, and I don't believe it cracked my skull, and it still was difficult to focus. You've taken more than I have, and you saw me when I surfaced at our other hiding spot."
>"... you need to sleep, for Rokoa, right?"
"Eventua-"
I'm starting.
"Yes."
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