A Thin Line

January 23, 2008

Xenet 71.43.1 System Msg

TTY31201.01.23

Network Connection Enabled
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It's cold out today, I like that, it dulls the nerves allowing me to push my body further. The Thrax have held this outpost for some time now, I'm just waiting for the right moment to strike. I've been in and out of that base in Plateau many a time disguised as a caretaker. The fools not even able to spot a fake one of their own kind. I've been waiting for three days now, waiting for the assault teams to arrive, waiting for the right time to jump down from my cliff position and annihilate the enemy.

A normal person would have gone insane by now waiting and observing from sleep deprivation, but i have a colorful rainbow of stimulant injectors to keep me wide eyed and bushy tailed so to speak. My CO worries about me and my time here spent on the battlefield. He knows and respects that I'm an extremely valuable asset to his team and few things would progress without me. But he is worried about why I do the things I do, he always says "Whites. there is a thin line between killing because you have to for the greater good and killing because you enjoy it. That is the difference between a soldier and a murderer."

It looks like the AFS has finally sent their assault team pity none will be left alive. But they will provide my needed distraction so I can infiltrate their ranks and kill every single one of those god forsaken creatures. I've given a lot of thought to my CO's words about the thin line between a soldier and a murderer. I'd like to think of myself as a soldier cause I'm doing what I'm doing for the AFS and for the greater good. There is just one problem.....

I like it.

Saya Whites