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Log Entry #23: A Tough Choice

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Data pad entry 023#~

Current user: Solaris_date and location accurately calibrated~

Calibration set_archiving entry 022...data logged_

Location: Antarctic...Solaris's Quarters.

Date: Friday, May 31 2013_exact time...not given.

Entry Notes: Not sure if I should, but...I dunno!..._systems check...Clean Please begin data input_


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Well, Warsong has just left...me and mama watched her fly through the ground bridge taking her to Jasper, Nevada just an hour ago. Poor mama looked so...numb...especially since I had showed her the entry Warsong had written down before she left. Mama even had Warsong's Wings insignia in her hands the whole time. I guess to her it was like watching years of her life being shed off. Primus...but...she didn't cry. Not one tear. Maybe she was trying to stay strong, or? Or something...I'm not sure. I'm very good at reading emotions, it's my thing, but mama makes it hard with that mask. I can tell she was still stressed, though...

There is something I must confess however. Although Warsong's methods were rude and hurtful...I saw logic behind her actual motives. Her last entry here only made that clearer. She wanted a way out of having her neck on the chopping block all the time. We're always in between factions so the rules don't apply to us, but neither do the morals of the factions either. We could very well be attacked by either for our deeds. We were already forced to hunt down Chaos once before, and I'm just glad the poor mech still holds his trust in us, but...well...Warsong's right.

I'm tired of it.

Which is why I'm leaving too. Just not to the bots or to the cons, but leaving the war entirely. I don't want to have to hurt people anymore. I don't enjoy fighting like mama, sister and brother do. It's not me. I'm a social, creative person who would rather use my talents to perform for others then to use them to harm. In fact I already know where I'm going and what I want to do for the first time in my life and it feels...well, it makes me proud. I realize that I want to be able to dance and entertain. I have the deed to Varjo's bar and everything, I just need to fly out there and run the place. So that's what I plan on doing once I'm done here. Mama's gonna understand. I'm just not gonna make her mad like Warsong did. I'm going to be honest, straight forward and compassionate, just as I should be.

Then I'll follow my dream of being a dancer, hopefully of the exotic type and focus on keeping people's attention with my looks and not my weapons. So goodbye, dear family...I'll still stay in touch, but this war is just not for me anymore. I love every single one of you with every particle of my spark and I always will. Mama, you're the best and daddy you too! Even Poseidon, a caring protective brother who wasn't afraid to follow what he dreamed of too. I should take his example and be strong. Warsong, you as well! You're a good sister, even if your actions aren't always that good.

Varjo, I promise to run your bar with all my energy and passion! You'll see, this place will flourish!

Goodbye, my loves!

End log entry 023#_
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TF-Chaos's avatar
O.o Primus its like everyone is leaving Wings For Hire.

A wise choice Solaris, being in the war is somethibg someone like you should never be in. None of us should. Hopfully this war will end soon and all of us can live peacefully. *smiles softly.* If you ever need anything, just ask.