Like a shadow in a modified military jacket

Such a short time I have been here! And yet I already weary at so many things, not the least of which is the absence of my love.  I return home now.  This place may allow me to perform my calling, but it is empty without Marie. So I will do my best to resume what I do there, solo. I will not let the small-minded defeat me.

Rayne. You, in particular, I will miss. You keep on doing as you do, ja? You are the sanest one here, and my friend. I will tell my girl-friend about you. I think she would take to you as I did.

Good-bye to you all, and, God willing, may our paths never cross again.

Well.

Never before has an unfortunate confrontation kept me under medical attention for so long. I was taken down trying to stop the first offspring, and as injury is a risk of the job, I do not blame this person. They were not who they are.

I hear around that someone has killed the Blöde Fotze who did these things. I say good. I say all of that sort, those who destroy the differences in people in search of superiority, they deserve their comeuppance. Of course I say this as an individual and not as a warden.

Zoisite. Report in if you would, please.

It seems as if I am a gladiator for my first port. Gladiatoress, perhaps?

A fine choice indeed. Do I have the option of participating in the Colosseum? It matters not, as I will anyway. My first port seems to be a good one.

Zoisite. Where are you?

I see now that things here are not done as they are in my world.

Where I am from, neutralizing the perpetrator of more despicable crimes is only one concern. The second is making sure they do not forget what happens if they do such things.

I once took down a ring of men who forced children to engage in sexual acts on film, for their sick pleasure. After this, I beat them for it. I do not feel bad for doing so. Is it wrong that I did this? To me, it is not. It was not robbery; it was not a bar-fight; it was not vandalism. It was the defilement of children. That, like kidnapping and the beating of defenseless women, are not things I have ever dealt with lightly.

I did not know such a soft hand was the way of things on this ship. Had I, I would not have acted as is customary for me back home.

However, I will now "go along to get along." I have spoken to Angel, he who mans security here, and I will play by his rules from this day forward. No longer will inmates have anything to fear from me if they've already been "handled" by another warden, whether I feel they should pay further or not.

That is all.

I do not know who this Aleera is. Whoever you are, know this: I am not interested in you. That "flood," as everyone is calling it? Made me unlike myself. I am not looking for anyone's...companionship...in that manner.

My darling Marie...es tut mir leid, bitte vergib mir.






[OOC: "I'm sorry, please forgive me."]