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Intro
Patrick Barry Mulligan, PFC, UNSC Navy.
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When I joined the navy to help fight the covenant, the last thing I expected I’d be stuck with is guarding a ship foundry for a halcyon class freighter. I'm so unfathomably bored, it makes taxes look entertaining.
I thought when I finished basic, after all that pain and suffering, I’d get a chance to see Covenant up close. Just my luck to get stuck on reach. Nothing happens on Reach. Ever. whole planet is basically a military stronghold.
Out there people are dying on planets like harvest to fight off an invading force so large it makes our whole civilization look small in comparison. I wanna be there. I wanna do something important. Not just sit around with a thumb up my ass waiting for my next meaningless task.
Maybe I shoulda joined the army troopers. At least then I’d be stomping the insurrectionists. I don't even get why they are still around when humanity is fighting a war against extinction. Yet for some damn reason they keep on with their pointless infighting, distracting humanity’s greatest defense from their war against the covenant by throwing a tantrum over taxes or something.
But no. i'm stuck here.
I just wish SOMETHING… ANYTHING would happen.