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-KAZUMA- [-REINA-]
"Being in this place, Millennia, has been a very unusual adapting experience. It's been years since I've lived in a place where an organoid species wasn't the one in power.
And it's strange.
Not a bad strange, of course, don't get me wrong. All hail our Millennian overlords and all that, but it's really placing me back out of my element. The last time I was in a place like this was back in my old world invasion days when I needed to cooperate with Neo Arcadia.
I've been spending a lot of time with the hostages lately. Wyther has been really allowing me to branch out. I think he enjoys my enthusiasm. A regular person might be taken aback by seeing members of their own species strung up on the walls, but it's something you just have to get used to. "
Just thought I'd let you know that I found this. You shouldn't leave your private thoughts lying around unless you want me to read them. Well, maybe you did. Perhaps it's your way of letting me know I haven't told you that I hate you enough lately.
Not that your excerpt had anything to do with that at all. Don't mind me.
Anyways, it's a little hard to believe that I have my own office now, and more importantly that I'm a third-class colonel for an army that I'm not even the same species as. The Millennians sure are progressive.
Our mission to Decadia somehow left us trapped in the tower of the Centurians, possibly the most robotic of all the local robot types. I wonder if they've noticed we're gone? To be honest I'm going to miss that uniform of theirs, it was actually kinda cute. But other than that, I'm glad to be out of there. Not only were we going to be forced to work mindless cleaning jobs for the rest of our lives, but also I was reminded of how much I hate being around other people my age. Somehow we ended up taking a few of them with us. I can't recall why. The reason was probably stupid.
I'm working hard not to use my psychic stuff impulsively. I'm also trying to be more confident around other people, especially Wyther. It's hard. I'm not very socially adept.
Axel is at least trying to teach me to open up a little. Despite his childish tendencies I can usually tolerate his presence. He wants to be my friend, but I don't think he realizes what that means. I don't even know what that means. I just know it's not going to be easy.
How important is it to have friends anyways? Do I really have to have them?
And it's strange.
Not a bad strange, of course, don't get me wrong. All hail our Millennian overlords and all that, but it's really placing me back out of my element. The last time I was in a place like this was back in my old world invasion days when I needed to cooperate with Neo Arcadia.
I've been spending a lot of time with the hostages lately. Wyther has been really allowing me to branch out. I think he enjoys my enthusiasm. A regular person might be taken aback by seeing members of their own species strung up on the walls, but it's something you just have to get used to. "
Just thought I'd let you know that I found this. You shouldn't leave your private thoughts lying around unless you want me to read them. Well, maybe you did. Perhaps it's your way of letting me know I haven't told you that I hate you enough lately.
Not that your excerpt had anything to do with that at all. Don't mind me.
Anyways, it's a little hard to believe that I have my own office now, and more importantly that I'm a third-class colonel for an army that I'm not even the same species as. The Millennians sure are progressive.
Our mission to Decadia somehow left us trapped in the tower of the Centurians, possibly the most robotic of all the local robot types. I wonder if they've noticed we're gone? To be honest I'm going to miss that uniform of theirs, it was actually kinda cute. But other than that, I'm glad to be out of there. Not only were we going to be forced to work mindless cleaning jobs for the rest of our lives, but also I was reminded of how much I hate being around other people my age. Somehow we ended up taking a few of them with us. I can't recall why. The reason was probably stupid.
I'm working hard not to use my psychic stuff impulsively. I'm also trying to be more confident around other people, especially Wyther. It's hard. I'm not very socially adept.
Axel is at least trying to teach me to open up a little. Despite his childish tendencies I can usually tolerate his presence. He wants to be my friend, but I don't think he realizes what that means. I don't even know what that means. I just know it's not going to be easy.
How important is it to have friends anyways? Do I really have to have them?
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Or maybe I've been thinking of Toyoshi too much today. He was all about the gaming talk. Never mind.