Life is difficult enough for a Lirian soldier. Training for ten years, hunting evil deimos, solving crimes, facing powerful weilders, keeping the peace in a tension-filled world, each Lirian soldier has a lot on their plate. It doesn't become any easier if you have to deal with a dark past that looms at every corner. How will Lais Felix and Helen Song, two best friends with tragic pasts, handle life as soldiers while running from their past? Will they manage to escape their tragic beginnings? Or will the past finally catch up to them?
MARAYA
"Well that was intense," Lt. Evans says with a whistle.
"Yeah. The major looked damned pissed off," Poe replies, stretching his muscles.
"Indeed, he did," Lt. Song agrees, a wicked look on her face.
"You seem to be enjoying yourself, ma'am," I comment.
"True. I've never seen the lieutenant look as amused as she is today. Maybe the stars are aligning weirdly. Is it the end of the world?" Lt. Graves says jokingly.
We all laugh, silently, cautious of the nearby researchers who are still wallowing in self-blame.
"Well what can I say. I have been friends with Lais for years now, and I seldom get to see him so perplexed by another. He is mostly forgiving, but the good sergeant found his weak spot, he hates being called ugly, as he believes himself to be utterly handsome," the lieutenant explains.
"I thought the first years of your friendship was a trial period, ma'am," I say jokingly.