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Do not call me 'Saddy'. I'll kick you in the head. It's just not buddies.

Ok, this is some kinda introduction, yeah? Ok. About me... well, I'm female as you can see above. I didn't pick a country cause for some reason I can't find Ix up there. I dunno what that's about. Othersiders.

Ok, I guess I like to dance. That is a place in which I can start. Mother says that if I got no rhythm I got no fight. That I cannot afford as everyday Ixian let alone somebody in the army. Farmers can kill you with their pitch forks where I come from.

Mom wasn't happy I joined the army. She said it, death, I guess, sticks to ya like a bad smell. Unfortunately, what with the conscription it wasn't as if we had much of a choice.

She had a point. It's not that I can't kill, what kinda warrior can't kill? But I don't like it. I mean, ya, there's that adrenalin stuff, ya can't help a buzz outta that but the life drain out of their eyes. Some chicks get off of that but not me. It's like I can feel their life drain outta me. Dunno if that makes sense. Possibly it's got something to do with the, uh... connect... connectivity of people.

I gotta husband. I may as well get that out there. Most women just jump inta bed with a guy, any guy, at the time when they're ready, egg-wise, you know, and if they're pregnant, greatness, and if not, next time with a different guy.

That's not me. I guess I'm not wired that way. My mom had a husband. He was even my dad. I had a dad. Not many women can say that. Not Ix, anyway.

I got one husband and I'm keeping him. I guess... I guess... he didn't feel the same way because he tried to escape. My friends, they were only tryin' to help, tracked him down and beat him until every bone in his body was broken. The only reason they didn't go further is that I wanted his kids. They didn't get it but let me have him.

I was sorry he was hurt. So sorry that I was in tears the entire time I tended to him. I let no one see me or him for months. It was just him and me. I guess we bonded.

He was scared, sure, I'm no dummy. Wasn't going to just run off but he wasn't cold at me. He even began to snipe at me and I was so delighted when he did. I loved that. I loved him.

We've still got no kids. My fault. My job takes its toll. Not in just time. Too many blows to the abdo, tha stomach. Doc said it would be difficult getting there. Not impossible, just difficult.

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