10-28-2010, 12:59 PM
Entry#: 121
Date: 28 - 10 - 818 AS @ 10:29 SUT
Title: Untitled.
Well. This is bad. This is quite bad. Actually, really bad.
I had booked myself in for a routine check up with my doctor at the clinic yesterday. I had crashed into Gunther's house on Berlin for the duration of the visit. I'm still there now and not quite sure what I should do.
I went to meet my appointment at the clinic and wandered into a gun fight between Felicia, Gunther and Hartmann. They were in a crazy argument over something on the hospital landing pad...
I hid behind the foundation of the front porch of the clinic and watched them all going at it about a hundred meters away or so. Felicia was absolutely rabid.... I'd never seen her acting out like that before.
Two Wraiths, side by side. Felicia standing in the open bay door of one of them, Hartmann sprawled out across the roof, the two girls trying to shoot each other. Gunther was flapping around - trying to fix things, I would assume.
There must have been over a dozen shots fired... Felicia was letting rounds off in every random direction without a care in the world. Erica was limping around making sure she didn't catch any of them. I could see she had already got hit through her leg though. She was bleeding so much I could see it from where I was hiding.
I wanted to help. I wish I could have done something to fix the situation. But I knew if I appeared on the scene I'd be putting Elisa's life at risk - not something I was prepared to do. I was completely unarmed and unarmoured. I just sat there in the snow, hunched down over my legs behind the stone pillar of the clinic observing this shootout between Military officers.
Gunther... snuck up on Felicia and tried to grab her. I thought she was going to shoot him - but he managed to drag her to the ground. She kicked and punched him a few times... I heard him grunting from where I was.
Erica rolled off the roof of the Wraith and fell down to the ground, picking herself up off the floor and... hitting Felicia over the back of the head with her baton.
I thought for a moment that the situation had been resolved when Felicia seemed to stop responding, but she was only out for a couple seconds before coming back and screaming out at Erica and Gunther.
That was when... Erica collapsed. She fell face-first into the snow and didn't move. My blood ran cold when I saw it happen. I had assumed by her earlier vigor in the fight she'd only been grazed by a stray bullet but it quickly became apparent she was in real trouble. There was blood everywhere... staining the snow a dull red.
Gunther and Felicia kept on arguing with each other while Erica lay in the snow, clearly unconscious and in need of urgent help... I don't know if I can forgive my self preservation for holding me back from running over there to help her. It's all too late to change anything now... Hartmann is dead.
Felicia shot her. Gunther couldn't do anything to stop it even though he tried. I didn't do a damn thing to help... I can't believe just how quickly it all happened.
The two eventually stopped arguing with each other and Felicia took off in her Wraith, leaving Gunther alone with Erica. He... he tried to help her, but it would have been too late by then. Erica had been in the snow for what felt like hours by that time... but it was only two or three minutes in actuality.
I sat there myself for some time alone in the almost blistering - yet ice-cold - sunlight, the local time being some odd hour of the "morning".
I mean, I've seen people get killed. Killed plenty of people myself.
But I've never felt so vulnerable before. In this little diary of mine I can be honest with both you and myself. It was scary. I don't think I've felt more afraid before than when I saw the look in Felicia's eyes. That expression lacking in any sanity; bearing no remorse nor forethought for her own actions. I put the life of my child before that of anyone else almost without conscious thought. I guess a new mother can be excused for such an action but I am still somewhat irked by how I acted back there. I'm sure I could have done something to break the chain of events...
I did, after some time, meander into the hospital to try and track down Erica. I ended up being greeted by an old man who told me she had died on the table. She had lost so much blood and body heat out there that her body had fallen past the point of no return. I remember cringing, a twang of pain taking over my chest as I walked out of the hospital like a defeated soldier.
I didn't get much sleep last night and tonight isn't looking much better. I can't help but wonder what is going to happen now. Will there be an investigation? Or will it all be swept under the carpet and forgotten about...
I don't want Gunther to be caught up in something like this, yet at the same time I don't want one of my friends to be disregarded like that. Nor do I want Felicia to go unchecked. She needs help and this.... incident... stands as all the reason needed. She should have been stripped of her uniform a long time ago.
Then this wouldn't have happened. Felicia would be getting the help she needs. Erica would still be talking about boyfriends and dating with me in the common room and Gunther wouldn't have this hanging off his shoulders.
I've lost one of my friends in the Military, someone who really didn't deserve to die. Especially not at the hands of the people who are meant to protect her...
Date: 28 - 10 - 818 AS @ 10:29 SUT
Title: Untitled.
Well. This is bad. This is quite bad. Actually, really bad.
I had booked myself in for a routine check up with my doctor at the clinic yesterday. I had crashed into Gunther's house on Berlin for the duration of the visit. I'm still there now and not quite sure what I should do.
I went to meet my appointment at the clinic and wandered into a gun fight between Felicia, Gunther and Hartmann. They were in a crazy argument over something on the hospital landing pad...
I hid behind the foundation of the front porch of the clinic and watched them all going at it about a hundred meters away or so. Felicia was absolutely rabid.... I'd never seen her acting out like that before.
Two Wraiths, side by side. Felicia standing in the open bay door of one of them, Hartmann sprawled out across the roof, the two girls trying to shoot each other. Gunther was flapping around - trying to fix things, I would assume.
There must have been over a dozen shots fired... Felicia was letting rounds off in every random direction without a care in the world. Erica was limping around making sure she didn't catch any of them. I could see she had already got hit through her leg though. She was bleeding so much I could see it from where I was hiding.
I wanted to help. I wish I could have done something to fix the situation. But I knew if I appeared on the scene I'd be putting Elisa's life at risk - not something I was prepared to do. I was completely unarmed and unarmoured. I just sat there in the snow, hunched down over my legs behind the stone pillar of the clinic observing this shootout between Military officers.
Gunther... snuck up on Felicia and tried to grab her. I thought she was going to shoot him - but he managed to drag her to the ground. She kicked and punched him a few times... I heard him grunting from where I was.
Erica rolled off the roof of the Wraith and fell down to the ground, picking herself up off the floor and... hitting Felicia over the back of the head with her baton.
I thought for a moment that the situation had been resolved when Felicia seemed to stop responding, but she was only out for a couple seconds before coming back and screaming out at Erica and Gunther.
That was when... Erica collapsed. She fell face-first into the snow and didn't move. My blood ran cold when I saw it happen. I had assumed by her earlier vigor in the fight she'd only been grazed by a stray bullet but it quickly became apparent she was in real trouble. There was blood everywhere... staining the snow a dull red.
Gunther and Felicia kept on arguing with each other while Erica lay in the snow, clearly unconscious and in need of urgent help... I don't know if I can forgive my self preservation for holding me back from running over there to help her. It's all too late to change anything now... Hartmann is dead.
Felicia shot her. Gunther couldn't do anything to stop it even though he tried. I didn't do a damn thing to help... I can't believe just how quickly it all happened.
The two eventually stopped arguing with each other and Felicia took off in her Wraith, leaving Gunther alone with Erica. He... he tried to help her, but it would have been too late by then. Erica had been in the snow for what felt like hours by that time... but it was only two or three minutes in actuality.
I sat there myself for some time alone in the almost blistering - yet ice-cold - sunlight, the local time being some odd hour of the "morning".
I mean, I've seen people get killed. Killed plenty of people myself.
But I've never felt so vulnerable before. In this little diary of mine I can be honest with both you and myself. It was scary. I don't think I've felt more afraid before than when I saw the look in Felicia's eyes. That expression lacking in any sanity; bearing no remorse nor forethought for her own actions. I put the life of my child before that of anyone else almost without conscious thought. I guess a new mother can be excused for such an action but I am still somewhat irked by how I acted back there. I'm sure I could have done something to break the chain of events...
I did, after some time, meander into the hospital to try and track down Erica. I ended up being greeted by an old man who told me she had died on the table. She had lost so much blood and body heat out there that her body had fallen past the point of no return. I remember cringing, a twang of pain taking over my chest as I walked out of the hospital like a defeated soldier.
I didn't get much sleep last night and tonight isn't looking much better. I can't help but wonder what is going to happen now. Will there be an investigation? Or will it all be swept under the carpet and forgotten about...
I don't want Gunther to be caught up in something like this, yet at the same time I don't want one of my friends to be disregarded like that. Nor do I want Felicia to go unchecked. She needs help and this.... incident... stands as all the reason needed. She should have been stripped of her uniform a long time ago.
Then this wouldn't have happened. Felicia would be getting the help she needs. Erica would still be talking about boyfriends and dating with me in the common room and Gunther wouldn't have this hanging off his shoulders.
I've lost one of my friends in the Military, someone who really didn't deserve to die. Especially not at the hands of the people who are meant to protect her...