<<Entry Twelve, 821 AS>>
<<The Liberty Tower, Top Floor Suite, Manhattan, Wednesday.>>
<<Begin Audio Recording>>
The recorder clicks on and a soft sigh can be heard in the background.
"...It's been a long, long time, since I've made a new entry here...but I guess now's as good a time as any. So many things have happened, and if I don't start making a record now...well, who knows?"
Rachel stops, exhaling audibly before popping open a bottle of red wine, filling half a glass before picking the audio recorder up again.
"Fleet Admiral didn't pan out.." She laughs coldly. "I let those Gaul bastards destroy the Anchorage...the damn Flagship of The Fleet, and I lost it and...so, so many of the crewmen? It's unforgivable. Good job Rach, hell of a leader...tsk."
Rachel pauses, taking a sip from her glass.
"I don't even think they recovered the wreckage yet, and Melnikov...I just.. left him behind..hmp, there's another thing I'll never forgive myself for. The whole situation is just...I don't know? I've gone over everything in my head a thousand times and I just don't know."
Pausing again, Rachel lets out a sigh before continuing.
"Anyway...after all that time in the hospital, and after having about four million different surgeries, I decided to apply for reinstatement with the Navy...I mean what the hell else is a dumb grunt like me gonna do, right?"
She laughs softly, shaking her head.
"Soldiering is all I've known the past few years, so maybe with a chance to lead from the front again, instead of from an Admiral's chair, I can try to make up for everything that went wrong...anyway, the hell with all this rambling. I feel silly when I talk to myself for so long but I mean...I guess I'll try to use this thing more often.."