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Unfortunate Departure

It is time for my long training. I will be gone, and will miss my wife and friends dearly. I will be gone for a couple days training in the desert, learning routes, learning patrols, and prepping for a mission soon. I will be busy, and time will go by fast, but it will be hard on my wife, as she will be at home… waiting for my return. I love her and miss her even when I am at work. We are so close now at work, and it is nice being able to see here more often. Even if it is for a brief moment during break.

I will miss her dearly, but know that my training has a purpose, a meaning behind it. To defend her when the time comes. To protect her, even if it costs me everything.

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-Psyiah Nalani

Thank You

This, won’t be a usual post, just a heartwarming message…

I feel that I am able to always express myself with words. The blog has been a good way of doing that, but… sometimes, I am at a loss of words.

Today… today I saw so much support from a lot of my friends. It is truly incredible and very heartwarming. I was able to spend a lot of time with my wife today, and it brought me great happiness. I got support from my close friends and… well I can’t write this without getting teary-eyed. The love I felt today, has left me speechless. For some, the actions that have been done might not be a lot, but to me… it means a ton.

I want to thank every one of my friends and my wife for being there for me, and supporting me. The unconditional support is sometimes hard to understand, as my past I have lost a lot of friends. It truly is amazing to see. I did not ask for this, I did not request this… each and every one of you, just did that, because you wanted to. I sit here writing this, and trying so hard not to cry, but it is almost impossible.

Thank you… thank you from the bottom of my heart, thank you for being such wonderful people, caring and loving. I could not ask for any better friends, and such a wonderful wife.

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♥My best friend and me♥

 

♥I love you all♥

-A very grateful Psyiah

Lectures, Deserts, and the Night Sky Pt. 1

On Tuesday I was told my training would take a turn. The five of us that passed orientation or Hell Week, were informed to pack our things and get ready to head on out at a moments notice.

As I sat in a small lecture hall, the surprise came and I was sadden by not being able to head home as I was expecting. So naturally I let Anni know and it didn’t go over too well. She was ready to see my on Thursday but that was no longer the case.

We immediately set out and began our journey. We started in classrooms and began our lectures.

“In order to understand why you are doing what you are doing, one must understand the basics. The Astrologians are a special breed of people, people who love research and seek out more. Unlike scholars, they are not students of Aether, but rather of what is yet to come. Science is the main language and research is their tool. They use cards to communicate through the Aether, and the universe is their stage. These Astrologians that you will be protecting are important for the future of Eorzea, of Hydaelyn. You are defending those who will help Eorzea grow and become better in so many ways.”

That was an introduction of a lecture by one of the ArchMages from the AstroLab. He was such a well spoken Elezen and very gentle soul. He went on explaining what certain members of this community has done.

“And this leads me to a particular Astrologian. She was once a student and soon became part of our top tier here at the AstroLab. She was educated by one of our grand masters… And has quickly become a key person for this Lab. Annimae Nalani has brought in a great deal of research for us, and her accomplishments and her work speak louder than any words could be expressed. These Astrologians are very important and that is why you have been selected to defend them.”

I am so proud of my wife, hearing her name, listening to the ArchMage go on about her accomplishments. I never knew how much she has put into it. It brings me goosebumps knowing I am able to be part of this group, to be able to defend her and the rest of the Astrologians.

-Psyiah

Orientation: Hell Week – Day Two Pt.6

I woke up from the pain that was put on my body. I felt out of breath and beyond exhausted. I was on the ground and was looking up. I was all of the instructors looking at me as they crowded me.

“You made it Nalani.” Was what I heard from SGT Molo. Tears ran down the sides of my face as I felt a huge relief from it all. The instructors brought me up to my feet and explained to me what happened.

It was all just a game, a game of pressure and pain. Who can out last and prove their will to remain is strong. They expected only two to stay, but instead 5… 5 people out of 40 applicants. That is almost 90% drop out rate. It is impressive, but the instructors told me something that I won’t ever forget.

“We did not expect you to get this far, to outlast this long. You have impressed us Nalani, with your courage, your perserverance and your will power. We are proud of you.”

What got me through it all was my wife. I kept thinking about her and her love for me kept me going. My journey does not end here, but rather I get to do some more training, this time with a dedicated team, and less stressful. Monday morning I get move on to the next phase, and I look forward on it.

-Psyiah Nalani

Orientation: Hell Week – Day Two Pt. 5

Psyiah woke up from her nap in a violent way. Water got splashed on her face. She shook her head and coughed. Her eyes try to focus but there is a bright light shining on her face. She finally is able to focus and tries to look around the room. She feels dizzy and soon realizes she is upside down, hanging by a chain. Her feet bound along with her hands behind her, bound tightly. She tries to get loose but her body seems tired and exhausted.

“Where is the commander?” Asked a raspy voice. She is unable to see as the light blinds her. “Who?” She asks and is instantly kicked in her stomach. “WHERE IS THE COMMANDER?!” The voice yells. Psyiah coughs and gags. Her hair gets pulled up to the side and a red set of eyes lock on hers. “Stop playing games girl, where is your leader?” Suddenly she realizes this could not be part of the training, this could be real? She notices Garlean symbols on their clothing, and the third eye. Her eyes widen, ‘Maybe this is not training!’ She thinks. She panics and tries to struggle. Another heavy hit at her stomach. She gasps and coughs. The figure with red eyes lets go of her hair. “We knew you are training to become of the elite.” His voice trails as he walks around her. “No need on playing dumb. Your trainer already told us a lot. He squealed like a little piggy.” There is laughter in the room. At least 4 or 5 men. Foot steps keep going around her as he walks around her.

She feels hands legs and she feels herself being lifted higher. She struggles again, this time a hit to the face. “Quit moving!” A voice snaps. She feels disoriented and can feel blood building in her mouth. ‘this… This can’t be!’ She thinks. The man bends down and looks at her once more. “You see all these bodies? They where you friends. But they didn’t say anything. Now it is your turn. Tell us and we will let you live. Don’t and suffer their fate.” His tone cold as motions at the dead bodies on the ground. Blood surrounding them. Panic sets in. “Hahaha, she gets it now boys… Yeah we are serious. Now… I ask you again. Where the FUCK is your commander?” Psyiah panics, “I don’t know!” Another hit to the gut. She coughs and blood trails out. “Your program is failed… Don’t you get it? We killed that bitch on that excursion and now we will finish what we started.” One of the men grab some wires. The tap them together and sparks fly. Psyiah is still unsure if this is real. “Fuck you!” She spits out. “I was hoping you said that.” The man moves without hesitation and shocks Psyiah. She yells and bites down. Her body tense and she feels a zap all over her body. Her jaw locks as she is electrocuted. The man pulls away. “I can go all night long. Now…. Tell me! Where is she?!” Psyiah now dazed and shakes her head. “Fuck…. You…” She groans out. The men chuckle. She shock her again. Psyiah is now believing this is real and her chances of survival are looking slim. She begins to cry thinking of her wife. Thinking this is how it will end. By the death of Garleans. “Crying? Here let us help you wash your face.” The grab her hair, she winces in pain and her face is submurged under water. She tries to hold her breath. She feels another punch to her gut. She gasps in the water and takes in the water. She begins to feel herself lose as she chokes from the water in her lungs. They pull the bucket and punch her once more. She pukes the water in her lungs, and gasps for air. Before she could say anything they shock her once more. Her body tenses and she blacks out.