09-26-2008, 09:50 PM
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Pilot moved away from the log, picking up the letter that had fallen discarded on the ground. He stared down at the writing - an artifact left behind from his best friend - and couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Slowly, he turned to walk back towards Iskata and the log, all the while letting his silver gaze trace the curves of those black letters.
Please, look out for my family, and think of them as your own. He looked up towards Iskata while he took a seat beside her. He shook his head, still in disbelief. "I wish there was some way I could help him," he revealed to her, wishing also that he could ease her pain so that she wouldn’t have to sob over her mate’s fate anymore. "But I will do what he asked, Iskata. I’ll look out for your family as if it were my own."