First of all, I'd like to apologize for the last chapters italic malfunction. . my computers messed up… anyhoo I DUN OWN ENYTHING!!!

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The facility was okay. There were uniforms, set eating times, but other then that it wasn't a jail at all.

Yuki was bored. After getting shifted around for a couple of weeks, he ended up here. And, after being shuffled around, he'd seen what the war was really about. It was a free-for-all backstabbing blood fest. There was nothing political, no starting point, no stopping point, no reason. The world was being burned down for the hell of it. So that was why Yuki was considering taking up the Brigadier General's offer: join there side. He'd been reading up on everything he could about tactics, even though he knew he was going to go out as a medic, so that he could know when to cut and run. The "Cause" could suck it.

Yuki was going to live.