Mass Effect
Journal of an Adventure Through Space
Kane Corr
Alliance Marine / Black Ops Division
Log: 5
Day Six
Armstrong Nebula
Orbiting Junthor
We found something on Junthor.
After pissing away our time waiting for new orders, we received word from Command about suspicious activity in the Gagarin System. It originated from this planet, so now we're gearing up for a full investigation. I'm currently dressed in my Black Ops gear and have some time to kill, so I figured…why not write a little bit?
The past few days have been boring. Everyone's itching for some action. Fenix is probably the most anxious out of all of us though. He woke up this morning and 'accidentally' tore a few holes in his pillow. He blamed it on some vague form of sleepwalking, but we all knew otherwise. Kind of freaked us out a bit, but he said that if he ever felt the urge to kill, he'd throw himself out the airlock.
That's reassuring, isn't it?
We find out our teams today. Basically, each mission has our crew of twenty split up into four groups of five. The flight crew—including the Smith twins—are in a group themselves, so that leaves fifteen marines total on the ground. Lieutenant Lance likes to mix it up every once in a while. I think that's a good idea. It keeps each person on their toes and it breaks up complacency. That's the last thing Black Ops needs—a bunch of habit ridden, lazy soldiers.
As long as we're doing our best, then we can't go wrong.
I just hope Lex is in my crew. I know…I shouldn't count on it, nor should I necessarily focus on it. But I can't help myself. She's just…I can't even explain it. There are definitely feelings there. I just don't know how to classify them. It's a mixed bag, you know? Part of me wants to pursue something. But then there's the other part of me that wants to throw up that defensive barrier because I think I'll be disappointed.
Can't dwell on that right now, though.
If she ends up being assigned to my group…great. If not, then it's no big deal. I'll probably have a chance to talk to her after the mission. I'm sure I'll come up with something. I mean, she seemed pretty receptive about my opinion on the whole Spectre issue. Maybe she'll agree with me on more. Hopefully Ray will keep to himself this time. That isn't selfish of me to want, is it? I just don't want him screwing things up for me. I know he wants to, because he thinks it's funny. But at the same time, there's no way in hell I'm gonna let him.
LT is motioning for us to gather around the main hub on the ship. He's probably ready to assign the teams. Here's to hoping my wish comes true.
Wow, that sounded corny.
Kane out…