Thursday
Date: 44.2.2071
Cycle 3.6
1:21 a.m.
"Dammit"
There it was. That one word. The only sign of frustration that I would show. My body tensed as I listened to the slow treading of someone coming towards me. Heavy footsteps came to a rest behind me, and then I could feel the gentle pressure of a hand on my shoulder; it felt like fire against my chilled flesh.
"Go to bed, Eliza." James' voice seemed to wrap around my presence. I knew he was worried. They were all worried. I could hardly blame them. What I had done was unforgivable. Not even Hell would welcome me now. I closed my eyes. Became oblivious to everything, everyone around me. When I opened my eyes, I was once again the only one here. Alone. It was better like this.
I stepped away from the window. Stopped looking at the stars. This is reality, and it's fucking harsh. The flecks of red reflecting from my eyes as I turned away from the glass comforted me. This is who I am.
Friday
44.3.2071
My hands trembled as I turned the shower off. Drops of water slid down the length of my long, black hair as it rested on my bare back. I welcomed the rush of cold air as it surrounded me. Reality waited though, so I grabbed the towel off of the hook and wrapped it around me as I retreived the holo-pad resting on the vanity. 2 emergency priority e-mails. I quickly opened the one from Captain Anderson.
Shepard:
We need you to go to the Hades Gamma cluster. We've received a stress call from one of our colonies. Barlie was unable to make out what was going on. The call ended before the signal could be cleared. The colony, Arta's Crowe, is completely off the grid right now. No power. No communication. We're talking lots of people here, Shepard Get down there and find out what is going on. Joker has already set course for this colony.
Anderson
The other email could wait. I grabbed my gear and started putting it on. My skin relished in the familiar feel of the tight, black material. The N7 emblem on the left side of my chest seemed to condemn me, but the heavy feel of the pistol attached to my hip made it clear that this outfit was meant for me. I could feel the rush. The preparation my body was making to fight. A slight blue aura was circling my body, reminding me of what I can do. I felt the tendrils of biotic power lashing at the air. I was ready. They wouldn't be though.
