Two weeks came and went in the blink of an eye. It was almost depressing for Erich that he had finally earned himself a slight bit of rest, only for it to disappear as quickly as it had come. But such was the nature of service. As much as a man wanted to stay with his loved ones and live a life of peace, he was bound by honor to defend those very people against the myriad of threats which existed in the galaxy.
Because of this, Erich was quick to pack up his field bag and dress in his fatigues. There was an almost painful look on his face as he said goodbye to his loved ones. This was not the kind of pain one would have when they were stabbed by the cold steel of a knife, but the pain that came from living a life of struggle.
"I suppose this is farewell..."
