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Strange situations call for desperate measures. I am now inhabiting what has been identified as a mini-Nhode. Mini is right. It has also come to my attention that this "journal" serves as a communication device. If this is so...
Hello, Miclones. I am Milia Fallyna. I assure you, my situation is merely temporary. Survival has taken precedence over my military duties, as much as I am loathe to admit it. But I have been warned of your poisonous "culture." I have already seen your strange ways of mixing males and females, blind to the consequences. You will not easily be able to conquer me.
However, it seems that for now, I am an ally of sorts. If there is anyone who can help me repair my powered armor, I would be grateful. I assure you, I have no intention of turning on those who willingly aid me in this endeavour. Zentraedi have honor.
An advance warning: in all likelihood, I am slightly larger than you.
Hello, Miclones. I am Milia Fallyna. I assure you, my situation is merely temporary. Survival has taken precedence over my military duties, as much as I am loathe to admit it. But I have been warned of your poisonous "culture." I have already seen your strange ways of mixing males and females, blind to the consequences. You will not easily be able to conquer me.
However, it seems that for now, I am an ally of sorts. If there is anyone who can help me repair my powered armor, I would be grateful. I assure you, I have no intention of turning on those who willingly aid me in this endeavour. Zentraedi have honor.
An advance warning: in all likelihood, I am slightly larger than you.