Aroace.

The one time I come back and this shit happens. Oh well, looks like I need to stick around some others for the time being so I don’t crumble I guess.

..

I hate my life already.

Damn it now I can’t do my job. This fucking bullshit.

How am I a cookie?! Excuse me?!

Crying me a river. I thought I’d never escape that place.

Heading out. I’ll be back later.

Never understood why I was never given solo assignments. The boss knows I can work better on my own.

I swear her name is constantly haunting me. Almost everytime I hear about ….Bluejay.

I don’t understand why some at Targent still talk about her. She’s gone, move on.

Apparently I was told to patrol the area but I have to restrain myself. As much as I want to throw someone into the ground, I can’t let the boss down.

Oh but maybe when Descole shows up with some little crew of his, I can’t wait to tear those people apart!

I was told to get this access on this platform. Sir Bronev must’ve found something. Whatever it is, count on me.