Starfield:Doriane's Computer
| Doriane's Computer | |
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| Editor ID | MS04_DorianeComputer |
| Location |  Lair of the Mantis (map)
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| Scorched Earth !!!Warning!!! | ADMIN ALERT: Please log off this computer. Process SCORCHED_EARTH has detected 3 unclosed documents. WARNING: You have ONE hour to comply before Admin override. |
| You've earned it | Doriane,
You must've thought I was crazy, but now you see, right? Of all the people I could've chosen - I know you will fill the role of Mantis the best. In these computers you will find the history of the Mantis. What the Mantis is today, it wasn't always the case. When reading the logs about the first Mantis - don't judge her too harshly. It was a volatile time and before she passed the mantle she recognized that the Mantis could be more than an opportunity to make money. It could be a symbol. Make the Settled Systems safer. Strike fear into the heart of those that believe they are above the law, above reproach. But most importantly - keep the secrets safe. Now I'm off to retirement. Don't try to contact me, you won't be able to find me. I've left all you need here. -The Former Mantis |
| First kill | I've been forced to take lives before. But this was the first time I did so as the Mantis. It felt different. I was scared, more about letting everyone down than the fight itself.
At one point the Mantis's ship, the Razorleaf, was light years above everyone else, and she still flies well and true but it's clear I need to upgrade pretty much everything inside it. The hull's what matters, though, that's the symbol. But in the end, I got the better of Redderer. I imagine there will be celebrations in the streets of Akila City. Total scum. But I can't shake the feeling that Tracker work is at its heart murder for pay. I'm not sure why the old Mantis chose me. But pretty much every Mantis has said that. -DV |
| About Leon | I've been going through the motions of living, fighting, and carrying on. But all I can think of is: "You have a year to live, Dory." It plays over and over in my head. I can smell the office. See the sad flat eyes of the doctor. Details come back to me at the oddest times. It puts everything in stark relief. What's important, what's not.
The most important thing is choosing the right successor. And I just know Leon could do it. I have failed him so much. The job always seemed so pressing. If I'm brutally honest with myself, the nannies and the boarding schools raised him more than I. But there is greatness in him, if only he could see it. I'm going to talk with my lawyer first thing when I get in system. The wheels need to be set in motion. I'm having a good day today. I feel so normal. But I'm walking through the whole world like it's a cloud. -DV |
