The camera within his face was not helping things any. As far as he was concerned, they were better left alone to get going with this job of theirs. Sighing lightly, Aruliean Armin looked at the people attempting to speak with him now. They wanted to know if he had anything to say to his home. Home? What home? For the past nearly twelve years of his life, he had been in the care of the government. He had been raised and groomed to be what he was now. A soldier. So no, there was little he wished to say to any of them at this point. However, he merely gave a warm smile to the camera men, he did not desire to be rude after all, he was not that kind of a person.
“We will get our job done…and do our best for the future” with that, he slipped out of the room. He had everything set, now all that was left was to meet the others at the rocket. He could feel nerves bubbling up inside of him. He had read their files, knew their names, done all the things a good soldier would do. But….he was still on edge. Swallowing hard, he stepped inside, slipping to his seat. He kept his eyes down, as one by one more began to arrive on top of who was already there. He knew what this was. No one expected them to return. No one expected them to live. To put it simply, they were guniea pigs, who were being used as test subjects on an experiment no one else wanted to do. I
f they failed, it meant that innocent lives were probably going to start being lost. There was little hope at succeeding at this point however. He closed his eyes, his brow furrowing for a moment. All of this, it was so complicated and narrow minded in a sense. He understood wanting to see if there was even a chance, or wanting to do something. But he was smart enough to understand that most of the intentions that were associated with this little journey were less than noble. Most were becoming selfish, more concerned about their own lives and survival. That was the main reason why they were being hailed as heros, as well as fools. He sighed, others were merely happy that they had been able to survive not getting picked to be here right now.
To not being about to plunge off into space and most likely to their deaths. They were about to head off, someone making a comment about the stars. At the moment, he was lost within his thoughts, to notice. He did open one eye for a moment though, to look out at the stars as they passed. His attention divided, he barley registered the others talking, until someone said his last name. He blinked a bit, turning his head to look at the female in question. She was looking at him, in a way he had never really been looked at before. He had noted a few times it was how a mother might regard her young, but with out a mother of his own for the most part, he was unfamiliar with how to respond to such a look. “Y-yes” he spoke up, nodding a bit.
“I am fine” he said, it was not a total lie right? He gave her a smile as he had done with the cameras before, she was merely trying to be nice to him. He could be respectful and polite to her in return. He was the youngest indeed, so that came with an added pressure of not holding the others up. He did not wish to end up being a burden upon them, or make them feel as if they had to watch him and baby him the entire time. If they did, he would not be here at all….then again, would they have tried to send someone else? He shook his head, part of him wondered if it had not been pure coinciedence his number had been drawn.
What better way to use a vassal than with such an mission as this? He was a tool, as many of them were. He felt his heart sink a bit again, and he shook his head. No, he did not mind being here. Even if it was in darkness at this point, there had to be at least a sliver of hope right? He had to be doing something with his life, rather than just sitting around waiting for things to change. He would have rather made a difference, and put his life to use. Perhaps that was why he did not mind his position, his job. He turned his eyes to the stars once more. Everyone here had a reason for being just that. Everyone here had their own story, their own hopes, their own dreams.
He watched the main ship they had come from fall farther and farther out of view, as within the distance, the planet that would become their hell grew. He swallowed a bit, taking a deep breath in turn. He would do his best for this team, and for the future of the innocent lives back home. For good or evil…they did not deserve to die.