The Sextant and the Storm
After the beginning of space colonization
Colony A3, 800 hours
"Look at them. They're not children. They learn to battle and fight. Drive mobile suits. It's frightening to think what they'll be able to do when they're grown up."
"Sir, they were made for his, they can handle it."
"But what if the can't, what if they break down physically, emotionally and mentally?"
"They were engineered, genetically, not to, sir."
"What if they do?" He pressed his subordinate
"There is no use wondering what if, sir. They are already being processed through the system and no act, other than death, can stop it."
"I know," He sighed "I just feel as if I'm robbing them of something very precious."
