Homesick

[Tavish]

Homesick


[color=#FFFFFF]The sense of adventure Tavish had felt when he first arrived in Liberty had vanished and once again he caught himself thinking about his home.
His job, at first exciting and challenging, had become merely routine at this point and he had given up on trying to make Liberty a better place.
Still, he didn't show that, at least not in public...

All the effort he had put in his job seemed to have been fruitless and he never felt to have achieved something, even though he clocked more flight hours than most of the other officers.
It was now, that he could relate to the other officers who didn't care about the people, but rather about how to get one's paycheck with minimal effort.
This was no life for him though ... at least not yet.

What made it worse were the transports coming from Bretonia every day. He was eager to ask them questions about his former home and with each day his unrest grew.
It wasn't that he didn't like Liberty, but he just felt that he didn't belong there.
The reasons why he left his home were long a thing of the past and even though he wouldn't be able to go back to his old life he was confident that returning to Bretonia wouldn't be hard.
As he gazed up to the stars through the window of his flat he wondered how much longer he will look up to this very sky.

---

<blockquote>

</blockquote>