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Nythera

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First journal entry.... Yay. I guess this just won't be as exciting as I thought, but Ayo insisted I do it.

Bleah... I have nothing to say.

Well, I'm here at the airport awaiting Mr. Johnas Adems of Kriegland. I feel like a ball of tension, but this isn't abnormal, I should think, on your first job of this kind. I just want to make a good impression and not screw this up. While I'm sitting here, I feel watched. I don't know who's watching me. I requested that none of the men I brought along stare at me, because it unnerves me.

I'm looking around; not that many people are here. A guy with an emo-ish look about him is sitting nearby, apparently waiting for his flight. He's got a guitar out, and I can't help but admire the beautiful instrument as he strums it. He's got a distant look on his face, but he snaps out of it when there's an announcement about a departing flight over the speakers. He tucks his guitar in its case, then he puts it on his back and runs.

I wonder who he was, and why in hell he looked so familiar to me...

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