December 24th, YC122:
Dear Diary,
We’ll be going into the militia tomorrow. It’s sort of funny; I’m about to be in a position to go back to doing that which I have more experience at than any other activity in the cluster. I may even have the opportunity to maybe in some little way make up for the fact that I was too much of a coward to enlist and actively fight against the invasion of Floseswin. Yet, what I feel most is fear. Oh well, I’ve gotten a bit better at facing that. I still have quite a lot of ships scattered around the warzone and have moved more into some key positions. Things should go as smoothly as possible.
I hope…
Yours,
Arsia
December 25th, YC122:
Dear Diary,
First day in militia started off a bit frustrating. We had a few rough battles trying to siege the infrastructure hub in Eytjangard. Rough battles themselves aren’t all that frustrating for me. I’m very accustomed to rough battles. But what’s highly frustating is being plunged into a war I spent years and years in except now all the people and groups that I may be flying with use different fits for different doctrines, different ways of flying, different fleet commanders and so on and so forth. I know full well that none of this is the fault of anyone but myself, mind you. Nobody has done anything wrong. It is frustration that could not have really been avoided.
Things eventually swung our way later in the night, though. I had a couple small scraps with the enemy militia near the end of the night and the lasers on my Navy Crucifiers are thankfully still as sharp as ever. We ended up leaving with Eytjangard vulnerable. I hear that other militia groups should be able to finish it off. We did manage to successfully bash the infrastructure hub of Avenod, ensuring Republic space superiority in the system. I have a lot of thoughts, few of which make sense. I think I’ll give my head a few days to process them.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to go throw up.
Yours,
Arsia
December 29th, YC122:
Dear Diary,
I aided some allies against Shadow Cartel in the warzone today. I’ve helped a number of our allies on a number of operations since joining Electus Matari and it’s strange. Not so much that I’m helping them, but that very few people in any of the Republic groups seemingly have any problem with me being around, in fleet, or even in command positions. I suppose I should simply be relieved and thankful, but it’s really surprising. Whatever their reasons, I feel obligated to do whatever I can to pay everyone back for the trust I’ve been afforded.
One of my weaknesses back when I was on the other side of the conflict was that I ran nearly all of my own fleets and operations. Every so often I’d get to interact with another fleet commander, but it was fairly rare outside of aiding I-RED in the campaign in Syndicate. Seeing how a number of other very capable fleet commanders do things is absolutely a positive. I can learn from them and they from me. We can do nothing but grow stronger this way. Which is good… after all, I owe it to everyone to be strong. Stronger than I was. Stronger than I am.
Yours,
Arsia