Date: 2009-09-05 01:24 am (UTC)
[Grabs a seat on the ground, wrapping her arms around her knees as she puts on a bit of a sentimental face while she remembers back.]

The day I was born from the progenation machine, dad told me that after awhile, killing infects you, and that once it does, you can never get rid of it. At the time, I was on my way to fight the soldiers that were following us. You know, to buy some time. But once I started fighting, his words started to really kick in. Oh, I managed to have such open shot at General Cobb, but I didn't do it. That was my choice. And for the first time since my creation, dad was actually proud of me. He saw me, not as soldier, or a weapons, but as his daughter. He invited me to travel with him and everything. I really wish I could have.
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