First Game

[break_the_nine]

Owwww....

[Well Leos certainly had a rough day. Right now he was being laid up in one of the Unity Group's infirmaries and his AC was... to put it bluntly a complete mess. This of course led to a severe ear bashing from both his operator Lana Nielsen as well as his sponsors. So all in all not a good day.]

Owww- Is... is that a pudding cup? YES! SCORE!I

[Or maybe not. Apparently someone decided pudding was a perfectly acceptable thing to give to recovering pilots on their food trays along with the rest of their meals.]

Mm? Oh hi!

Comments

[3xmadder]

[The pudding cup is lowered slightly.]

Yeah, we did. You even managed to survive throwing yourself at a superior enemy like a moron. Normally it takes years of experience to live through that.

Goals are good. Excuses aren't. Are you gonna keep crying and giving excuses, or are you gonna pretend you're a soldier?

[break_the_nine]

[Leos expression suddenly changes. It was like a switch was flipped off. He was going to snatch his pudding back thank YOU very much.]

I'm not going to sit and cry and make excuses...

But I'm not going to be a soldier either.

[His hands tremble.]

Soldiers kill innocent people. I don't. I won't.

Leave me alone...

[3xmadder]

[Katina makes no attempt to get the pudding back. Or argue.]

Yeah, soldiers have done that. Soldiers will probably continue doing that. Not every army does much of a psych screening, and even without the crazies, mistakes happen.

But don't think for a second you're better than us. Not when you're here fighting the same battles.

[She turns and starts walking out of the room.]

Good job not dying, by the way.