Amy Cromwell and the Phoenix sisters.

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Personal Log of Amy Cromwell

"Whatever can i say, Christmas is on it's way yet I'm not happy. Always something, something i don't understand. I watched people lose their lives to the hand of..i don't even know what. But there was nothing i could do. I simply watched, helplessly as my father was taken from me. That memory will never leave me now, i cannot forget, how i wish he was here...make it all go away.."

Amy shakes her head

"A few days ago i had Phoenix escort the 27th to Omicron 74. Some big meeting was going down, i don't know. Winston Baxter, the admiral of it seemed a solid guy. Admiral Golanski, until recently, I've never met him in person. Though he reminds me of my father, blunt, loud and happy about it. Just my take anyway, I've never really been a good judge of character. Comes back to "Monkey see monkey do" In my mind, perhaps I'm just weird? No. I am weird and I'm proud of it. "

She laughs at her comment, as if it's not being recorded

"Well for a while I'll be recording my adventures, mostly disasters at home. I'd rather not mention where said home is, tends to get me shot at these days. What is the deal with Nomads, Wild and Outcasts anyway? They just turn up, kill everything and leave. I've observed a few combats like that, though Phoenix tells me Cardamine is acting like a rubber band around those things. Cardamine..how i wish it never existed. Perhaps one day a mortar will obliterate it from Malta or Crete. Gah! Whichever one makes it. That'll do for now. Seems Tobias needs me..."

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