Sep 22, 2008 16:24
...I spent the night with Sariel. Needless to say, I have missed sorely the company of a strong woman. I contacted my wife on the terminal in Chey when we passed through the city again and told her. Oddly enough, she didn't seem surprised. Her eyes looked strained, but I knew she was being as honest as she could, for my sake.
What a woman. She knew I would get lonely, and that I would not spitefully break any bond that we have. She said she forgave me, and as long as I promised I would come back and help raise our child, she wouldn't care if I spent the night in someone else's bed. I love her so much--not for that, but because she's willing to stick everything out as long as it can go I'd like to die with her in battle, but since we have a child, a human life is now depending on us and that fantasy is a little impractical. And I know what I did hurt her... But we'll make it through.
I'm not letting it eat me up, but I suppose it was worth mention. It's terribly personal of me to write something like this. But I don't really care.
I burned another of Cain's spies just enough to get some good information from him. It isn't pleasant to burn a fellow man that way, but I've grown past shying away from doing what is necessary.
Hopefully the next few weeks will be calm enough so I can get to know my unit a little better. They're in terrible need of training in marksmanship and hand-to-hand fighting. What was Agnus thinking?!
[OOC: Yeah Meg, I decided to just say it was current-Zach. 8D /OOC]
training,
cain,
love,
i love the women,
marksmanship,
fyrian and eric,
subordinates,
military