After graduation I got to spend the day with my family. It was the last night I got to sleep in my room safe inside the camp. Mom was all tears which was odd to see. Courtney and even Dad was the same way. To say breakfast was awkward would be an understatement. I had to keep telling everyone that I had one of the safest jobs and Lily will be with me. Lily was more prepared to handle this than I was. She handled it like a person put in command should. All those extra weeks of training she got showed. Plus with her hair cut short she could not hide the scar on her face or missing part of her ear. She looks like someone you would have to think twice to mess with.
We spent most of the day playing games and crocheting while we watched a few movies. It has been a while since the last time I corchect. I kept messing up my rows and having to start over. Once lunch was over Dad had a gift for Lily and I at his workshop. The first item was a monocular pocket scope. He said that it will let us see the crypt wisps. The lense he got for the scope have a coatings on them that will make them shimmer in light. He could only make two so we had to be extra careful with them. They also only work when there is light. Which means we should always carry at least a flashlight. His final gift was two drake blades. Something that was super illegal back when the government still was around for good reason.
Drake Blades are bayonet length knifes. About a foot from tip of the blade to bottom of the handle. What makes them Illegal is what happens when you press the small button on the side of the handle. Once pressed the blade is coated in a bluish purple energy that can slice through almost anything. Tanks, planes, people, bank valuets you name it can cut it. Dad had four small battery power packs each of us to keep them charged. He said that he already told the military that we have them and got the okay for us to keep them. Though Colonel Rives was interested to know where Dad got them. Once he ran through all safety features of them we headed back home.
Dinner that night was tense. Everyone was trying to keep it together and not start crying about us leaving again. Courtney lost and was a total wreck before dessert. Then once the table was clear and the awkward hugging was over once again it was time for bed. We had to report to the convoy at 0400 hours to get on the road. That ment we really need to be at the convoy at 0300 for gear check. I know I said the next time I write it will be on the road, but I just can not sleep tonight I am both excited and too worried about what is going to be waiting for us in Canson.
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