*Katie speaks slowly, and with laboured breathing*
Yesterday was... Eventful.
Myself, Admiral Kelt, and 3 other fighter craft were going to recon Newcastle, for suspected Nomad Ruins, but, in Tohoku we encountered 2 Nomad craft.
We engaged them, and after the 1st had been exterminated, the 2nd destroyed my ship, and that of another pilot, called Captain Wallace. I was badly injured in my pod, was serious injuries, internal bleeding, plasma burns, the works.
Wallace kept me alive the entire time, giving me morphine, even an improvised blood transfusion to keep me from going into a coma.
We were out there for 30 minutes, until we were rescued by the carrier Olympic, and I was given medical attention.
I'd like to thank Captain Wallace, without whom, I don't think I would be here...