I wish for things that I don't need, and what I chase won't set me free

I can't stop adding "-desu" onto the end of my sentences when I talk, desu

[BLOT.]

It even effects my writing, desu?!?! This is BAKA, DESU. I've had worse things happen to me, of course, but it's getting old fast, desu. I also have pink hearts flying out of my head whenever I think about Inara, desu! I'm not THAT sappy, desu!

I am writing this entry on behalf of Commander Stoneface.

Cloud, Ambassador, Night and Bellflower have all been murdered.

There is a suspect currently in custody and he will be given a fair trial as outlined in our law system.

I ask that everyone please remain vigilant in spite of this and allow the Watch to do their duty. There is no telling when the danger may have passed.

Whichever idiot keeps writing on other peoples' entries about the ants being here already, STOP, or I will find you and break every pen you own. I've already had to stop a minor stampede near the elevator from people who are seeing those messages and panicking. It's not cute and it's not funny. It's a waste of our time and resources that could be better spent moving people and supplies in an orderly fashion.

Inara, have you been able to set up anyplace yet? I have the feeling I'm going to need some relaxation when this is all over...

The pool is fine, as is the poolside. Come join Bridge and me at the Roosevelt if you're looking to relax. Maybe even meet someone new. [[OOC: Insert map/directions here.]]

Both of us needed a mental health break very badly, so we'll be here for a few days. I've got people to cover all of my shifts, so there's no need to worry.

Mmm, these pool chairs are awfully big. There are lots of nice-looking restaurants around, too...

If anybody needs me for the indefinite future, chances are I'll be at the Hatchery. Bastet, Stoneface, if you need my assistance with anything, I'll gladly help.

Otherwise, I'm not leaving til he comes back.

[[OOC: Strikes are still visible.]]

Sometimes I wonder if anything I do here makes any difference at all.

I really do.

I feel like I'm about to explode. I need to get away for a few hours. Going to head to some of the further islands to patrol. I'll still have my journal on me in the event of an emergency, but only a few people who can probably guess who they are will get anything out of me.

Companion, thank you again for the wonderful time on Saturday. I hope you enjoyed yourself as much as I did. It was a great night, in spite of- any drunken shenanigans. I half expected such a thing to happen.

Phoenix and Rocket, Bridge and I very much appreciate your offers, but we decided it's best to just move into our own place for now. We might change our minds in the future, though. We're in the process of moving our stuff there, so if anyone wants to or needs to look for us, the, ah, "Sa-wingin' Bachelor Pad" (as Bridge calls it) is now in Section Three.

[OOC: Insert map drawn here.]

I'm feeling a little odd leaving this place behind, though. It's been our home for a long, long time.

... hey Scales.

You bastard.

Going and disappearing on us like that? After you were going to reform the Guard with us? And came down into the cloudy Wilderness to help me? We were starting to get along. I really liked you. Lots of us liked you, even though you seemed to think nobody did.

[Scribbles.]

I respected you. I respected

[A teardrop smudges the ink.]

Yeah, he's really gone. Bastet checked for me.

I can't deal with this right now. I need to be by myself- or maybe I need someone- I don't know