Boldly They Rode
12 Dec 2024Fenix Rhein
Commander Rhein, Personal Log.Onboard Starcarrier N.H.A.S. Northstar
Dec. 12 3310 02:39 Universal Time
Approx. 13 minutes before Carrier Departure from Kuwemaki
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At last we've arrived. Days of fighting, days of preparing...and I've gotten about 20 hours of sleep since Cocijo reached Sol. To think this can be the final showdown...the final act of defiance by mankind. A giant middle finger to the Thargoids on a Galactic Scale. The Northstar has been of invaluable assistance, whether ferrying commanders to and from the frontline, or serving as a staging ground for Refugees inbound to the Hutner.
I can't imagine what this has been like for the common man. Since the birth of the Federation, war in Sol has been a distant dream from a time long past. Having to up and leave, with zero time to prepare...Part of me doesn't pity them, at least the ones who turned their noses up at a cot and safe passage simply because there wasn't enough Silk and Leather in the bedsheets. If you ask me the galaxy is better off without those kinds of people constantly dragging humanity down. When the enemy is at your front door, the fanciest mansion imaginable won't protect you anymore than a shack would.
One last push. One last fight. New Haven vessels have been putting their lives on the line time and again...and it's a wonder we haven't lost anyone. Knock on wood, I pray that doesn't change. The Spirit has been waiting for this moment, her chance to get out there and make her mark. We've prepared all we can. Now all we can do is wait for our chance to strike...
And pray it will be enough.