Father's Day...

[grandtheftmecha]

[Katina took all of Father's Day off, and has been doing her own thing. Now, in the evening, she sits on a bench on top of the tower. She has two bottles with her that she's taken a few small sips out of as she looks up into the sky.]

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Christ just... bare with me here...

I got some help from a few friends... from my reputation... to get into pilot school. They needed more, so I got fast-tracked into test pilot school... things got a little... difficult for me.

[She pauses again, but only briefly so she can get it all out at once.]

I got obsessed with what I was doing. The military didn't tell me to stop, figured I could pull through, they needed... needed more people. Dad saw it though, knew it wasn't healthy. We fought a lot then... not just, you know, rebellious kid stuff, but really... getting at each other. I was... such a bitch to him...

Cut myself off from my family for a while... figured I didn't need 'em... could do it all myself... I-I was... tough, and everyone around me knew it... stopped checking my mail, got a new phone number... ignored everything about 'em for months...

[At this point, she takes a longer break to steady herself, blaming the whiskey that she really didn't drink much of.]