Log XIII

    My sister Sage died a few days ago. Her heart stopped on the Eighth of July at 1735 in the afternoon. A gentleman from the hospital in Bethesda, Maryland somehow got wind of where I'd ended up and made his way all the way to Alaska, just to deliver the letter to me. I was having such a good day, too. I felt on top of the world. I'm a First Sergeant now. I just got promoted to Vanguard Co-Lead. Now this... 

    The worst part was after I got the news. I was devastated; 'Osiris' had been the one to hand the letter to me in Medbay. I just ran to breakroom to cry; it was the closest area. 'Everest' came looking for me shortly after. He sat me down on the couch, and I assumed he was there to try and console me. I couldn't have been more wrong. He instead told me that since I began working for the Foundation, my outside life mattered not. I never had a family anymore the moment I stepped onto Foundation property. She didn't matter. I didn't have time to grieve; people would use it against me. Her life didn't matter; her death didn't matter. I was too stunned to say anything. Instead, I went topside to the surface. I changed out of my Vanguard gear and into my auxiliary uniform. I just went to the bar to drown my sorrows with a bottle of liquor. I am, after all newly twenty-one.

    'Osiris' was already there, along with 'Gaia' of NTF. They both sat with me as I explained my situation. Gaia was very nice to me. She gave me hugs, leaned up against me and held my arm as I started breaking down and when I simply explained my story. Quite frankly, I didn't know what to do. She's a married girl, way too old for me. Maybe it's just that I've been working for the Foundation so long and gone without the touch of a woman for so long that the slightest bit made me fluster. Whatever. She was just being nice. She's married, after all. She'd just lost her son, too. We ended up trauma bonding at the bar.

    It was at this point that 'Everest' made his way into the bar. I just ignored him. My two new friends just glared at him. They weren't too fond of how he'd responded to my mental breakdown. He... he decided to buy the most expensive alcohol in the bar, and raised a toast to my sister. As if to try and do damage control. He KNEW he fucked up by telling me my feelings were invalid, and here he was trying to save face. I think the alcohol in my system prevented me from biting my tongue. I straight up told him that he was full of shit for raising a toast to Sage when not even an hour ago he'd basically told me to forget about her because she didn't matter. I told him to respectfully fuck off. Instead of owning up to his mistake, he just told me to "never disrespect him like that again." Like a fucking sociopath. He didn't care about my feelings. He was just focused on saving face and looking good. Gods forbid a motherfucker call him out, and call him out did those two do. They fought on my side, telling him that he basically wasn't shit for being a cold, unfeeling prick to me when I find out that my sister had passed away. He just scoffed, and went back to Site.

    The three of us stayed. I stayed sober, but 'Gaia' got plastered. I ended almost having to carry her back to the Site. When we made our way back to Medbay, 'Everest' was there, apparantly having "just finished paperwork." He didn't remember a damn thing about Sage's death, going up to the bar, nothing of the sort. I don't know if he's just got multiple personality disorder or if he's playing a fucking dumbass, but this doesn'y sit right with me. I'm going to be talking to 'Hades' about this. I want to take it to him first before I go to Internal Affairs. 

    That's all for now. I must keep fighting. Keep living. It's what Sage would have wanted.

    Viva la Foundation.

    ~ Dak Kyra