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Hmph. Back at work. I see you've all been slacking off in my leave. Apparently Athrun isn't keen on keeping the lot of you in line with an iron fist - or the looming threat of KP duty for life.
Tournament is coming soon. I may enter, or I may just spend my time training members of the military who wish to. I personally don't need to prove myself to anyone, but I certainly wouldn't mind lending a hand to make the military sparkle a little something extra. If anyone would like to achieve real sucess by working like a real soldier to achieve some upper class glory, do let me know. My instruction one-on-one will be the opportunity of a lifetime, I can assure you.
I'm feeling awkwardly generous, so I'd suggest you take it up before I change my mind and enter the contest myself. Thus, slaughtering you all.
Lunch with mother tomorrow. Should be nice.
It's been several weeks and yet a scar still remains on my face. It's been a few months and yet I still remain a first in command ensign.
What have I been doing with my time? I'm not accomplishing enough.. I hope mother isn't angry with me. This... will have to be remedied. Feh. I'd rather enter the tournament myself, but it may look better to my commanding officers if I assist my fellow soldiers rather than work only for myself. Even though by helping the poor worthless sods they call soldiers I am really helping myself.
Tsch. How annoying. I'm sure he's at fault somehow.
Tournament is coming soon. I may enter, or I may just spend my time training members of the military who wish to. I personally don't need to prove myself to anyone, but I certainly wouldn't mind lending a hand to make the military sparkle a little something extra. If anyone would like to achieve real sucess by working like a real soldier to achieve some upper class glory, do let me know. My instruction one-on-one will be the opportunity of a lifetime, I can assure you.
I'm feeling awkwardly generous, so I'd suggest you take it up before I change my mind and enter the contest myself. Thus, slaughtering you all.
Lunch with mother tomorrow. Should be nice.
It's been several weeks and yet a scar still remains on my face. It's been a few months and yet I still remain a first in command ensign.
What have I been doing with my time? I'm not accomplishing enough.. I hope mother isn't angry with me. This... will have to be remedied. Feh. I'd rather enter the tournament myself, but it may look better to my commanding officers if I assist my fellow soldiers rather than work only for myself. Even though by helping the poor worthless sods they call soldiers I am really helping myself.
Tsch. How annoying. I'm sure he's at fault somehow.