[center][color=Skyblue][h3][u][b] Y A Z M I N    M I R A J [/b][/u][/h3][/color][i]0700[/i][/center] 
Yazmin turned towards Captain Kalstov as she addressed her. It was still so strange having people look after her well being. She nodded. [color=skyblue]"Limbered up and already finished my daily morning exercises, ma'am. And I believe that Ordine is in top form as well. The Techs make sure of that,"[/color] she nodded again, as if agreeing to her own words. [color=skyblue]"Thank you for your concern,"[/color] she added. During her stay in Ordo Sanctus' base, she found that expressing gratitude made her appear more like a real human than an artificially created one. It also made people treat her better. 

[i]"You're a real human, Yaz. Don't let anyone say otherwise. Yes, you were born artificially in a laboratory instead of the natural way but that doesn't make you any less of a human than I am. Don't worry. At the moment, you might be surrounded by people who think otherwise but someday, there'll be others who'd think like me."[/i] These were the words of her father. Did he mean the people in Ordo Sanctus? Did he somehow foresee where she'd be after his death? 

She looked towards dark haired Neil as he approached. She frequently heard the female engineers discuss the young sergeant. Words like [i]cute[/i], [i]handsome[/i] and [i]quirky[/i] almost always turn up in their conversations followed by giggles and then a sudden hushed silence whenever he passed by. As a result, she almost always studied him the same way she was doing now. He was definitely pleasant to look at but he had a very unusual behavior. Was that what makes someone cute and handsome? One of the female engineers, Angela, once asked Yazmin if she had a crush on Neil because of how she always watched him. She couldn't give a proper answer because she didn't really understand what she meant. But it seemed like her lack of an answer had its own meaning and Angela ended up saying something strange. [i]"Welcome to the club."[/i] What club was she talking about? And how does one develop a crush? Was watching him as often as the engineers did qualified as that? These things weren't included in the things Anton taught her. She would have asked Angela but when Neil passed by, the girl's cheeks turned a bright shade of pink and she hurried away. Strange. Maybe it was better to ask Neil about it.

[color=skyblue][i]On a later time.[/i][/color] She thought to herself as she turned her attention back to the Commander.

[I]Fadio Ginsburg.[/I] An important name in Ordus. He was the leader and the one calling out the shots. Yazmin haven't met the man yet but she often wondered what he was like and how he founded the faction. She's heard a lot about him during her stay with UNF. But the gist of it was that he was a ruthless terrorist and deserved to be brought in and executed. That was what she grew up believing. That was what she was taught. But ever since she had 'woken up' from her programming, Anton had taught her a different way of thinking. Perhaps that was one of the reasons why she joined Ordus in the first place. She figured that what she knew about Fadio was probably tainted by how UNF saw the man. She was now in that position to form her own opinions by meeting the man... if that was even possible. 

The Commander's words filtered into her head. [color=skyblue][i]Nearby UNF base. 2200. Bring back secret weapon. Cut all forms of communication. No survivors...[/i][/color] Yazmin paused at that. The words weren't unfamiliar. She often heard it issued among the soldiers of the UNF and she had actually expected that, in time, she'll receive the same orders too. But that was when she followed all orders blindly. Hearing it now gave her an uneasy feeling. But despite that, a part of her argued that orders were orders. She was a soldier and was bound to all that the commanding officer ordered. Who was she to question it?

With the conflicting thoughts tumbling around in her head, she tried focusing on the rest of Commander Hale's words. 

[i][b]Lastly, you cannot. I repeat. You cannot be caught. If you’re caught, if they get a signal out or survivor is left to return to the UNF… you didn’t come from the Ordo. We won’t be rescuing you."[/b][/i]

[color=skyblue][i]No rescue.[/i][/color] The words didn't come as a surprise. Even if the Commander didn't say it, it was an unspoken rule.[i]"Listen up, kids. I don't care if you have names. To me your designation are the numbers tattooed on your arms. You are soldiers now. And as soldiers, you willingly put your lives on the line to defend what your country and what you believe in. Everyday you will put yourselves in danger. If you die, you die. No one will mourn you. This is...[/i] She didn't really wanna remember the rest of the words her former commanding officer said to welcome her and the other 9 clones to the ranks. He should have cut it short and just said that their lives weren't important. She was used to this set up. No one will care if she died or lived. She was not indispensable. She was not then, she was not now.

Years of training pushed her to simply say yes and follow through with what she was told to do. But half of her mind rebelled. Her thoughts shifted to the people they were to kill. What about them? Were they not indispensable too? Anton's face loomed in her mind. Her scientist father had been gunned down unarmed. Would she be able to do the same thing? 

She barely heard the rest of what Commander Hale said as Captain Aura spoke up. She looked up to her then to the Commander, her strict adherence to the respect military hierarchy demanded preventing her from speaking up.

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