[color=007236]"June...June 12th, I think. An important day to me. It was my graduation day...my shift day...my day of gaining purpose, only to lose it many years later. I've lived a rough life, as you can guess, with everything. Like the Western Siege. Changed everyone, it did. You must've just been to young to join the training programme when it harmed many lives. For friends...I went into the Siege with 6 Friends, gained at least 8 or 9 more just as the dawn rose. Corporal Yuri, he was then, was our Squad Leader. I was his wingman, Lilith also with us. Lilith was this hyperactive woman, always had a thing for Yuri. Teki, her brother, more serious yet fragile. Lance Corporal Sinatra Oakmont. Very serious man. Older than us, by a good few years, though less able in leadership. Vera, Yuri's laughable sister. Then there was Annella. Annella was this nervous girl...Just a year younger than Yuri. She was both Frail and Strong. We never became friends with her until our training days, and yet she still wasn't one of the most known. She had combat skill, leadership problems, even as a Lance Corporal, and was stunning to look at...even for a married man I could admit that. Yuri had eyes on her for years...years and years. T'was the first sending in that changed it. A few of us, minus Sinatra and Annella were selected for a mission within the Yupian aftermath, top secret shit, y'know? We lost Teki and Vera, several soldiers we barely knew. I suffered short term facial damage, Yuri was traumatised, though promoted to Sergeant...Lilith...in tears. She lost her brother whilst he tried to save Yuri. He...suffered, Yuri did, a bite to his chest and stomach. He still has teeth marks in his body, haunting him...eventually it kicked off only days ter. We fought to defend Klorva, only to lose it and 2/3 of those on it including Sinatra and his new squad. Only within fourteen hours...fucking fourteen. You, Hope, are lucky to have missed it. Then came our Last Stand. 4233 Soldiers of the Western Garrison, 731 freshly trained and 823 transferred from other regions went to defend the city. It took 27 hours for the world to silence...and I kid you not when I say that only 32 Soldiers were left standing. 4201 Fucking military lives pointlessly ended. In front of our eyes. We did it to..protect...to serve...to conquer. The 32 of us became 'Heroes', Yuri. Two members...of our own Squad, Charlotte and Marx survived...they were out friends. You took part in an Operation, I know, to take Klorva back as we recovered...but Fuck...32...30-Fucking-2 soldiers managed to win it and I was one of them. Me...a freak, traitor and monster. I was moved to see my family and serve in the East whilst Yuri took a trainer programme with Marx...he...ended up with Annella eventually...they are still....happy....happy...the death of my own spouse always makes me think...positively...about how Yuri got what he deserved..."[/color] Grant sighed, after telling a random story, bottle in hand. He apologised for his monologue.