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Mar. 31st, 2012 10:05 pm[Sitting on the roof of the Barracks is Vie, legs hanging over the edge and looking rather relaxed to be there. Her eyes are on the sky, watching the now normal stars. Beside her is a bottle of liquor, opened and partially consumed. She's not drunk... yet, but she's on her way to being that bit more open than usual.
When the audio feed starts, it's catching her out mid song. The words are foreign, the song a tune from her homeworld. The journal translates to tell the tale of a Valei warrior who fought bravely, won his freedom and eventually challenged and defeated a corrupt god himself. Her voice is soft, but clear and the tune a little melancholy. She trails off, lost in thought and then, Vie speaks.]
A question, Keep. What do you miss the most about home?
[Vie can't shut her mind off tonight.]
When the audio feed starts, it's catching her out mid song. The words are foreign, the song a tune from her homeworld. The journal translates to tell the tale of a Valei warrior who fought bravely, won his freedom and eventually challenged and defeated a corrupt god himself. Her voice is soft, but clear and the tune a little melancholy. She trails off, lost in thought and then, Vie speaks.]
A question, Keep. What do you miss the most about home?
[Vie can't shut her mind off tonight.]
