I sat alone in one of the small lounges that peppered the complex,  a worn and weathered book rested in my hands.  Across the spine of the leather clad tome, were the words<em>Thus Spoke Zarathustra</em>and<em>Friedrich Nietzche</em>.  My crimson orbs scanned slowly over the pages,  absorbing the both the tale and the thinly veiled hints of knowledge that it was offering me.  Normally I would not see the point behind such whimsy,  but I had seen the book was in The Commander’s collection.  It would perhaps allow me to learn a little more about the man I so admired.<br/><br/>My mind began to wander as I thought about him yet,  I was not given much of a chance to delve into the depths of my subconscious, as I heard his voice.  The corners of my lips twitched ever so slightly into a smile.  I could feel the little pitter-pat of my racing heart.<strong> “Yes Commander…”</strong>I said, my tone did not betray the emotions that rushed through me.  I forced myself to take a deep breath calming myself.  Then I stood, and gently shut the book taking it in the crook of my arm.<br/><br/>For a moment I allowed my eyes to scan downward over my body, making sure that my school uniform was presentable.  I did my best to straighten out the few tiny wrinkles that had formed as I read.  When I was sure I was looked as passable as I could be,  I left the room and made my way towards The Commander’s office.<br/><br/>As I walked I seen many people, they all had names yet I did not know them.  I was sure I had seen them all before,  but I did not know who they were. Would it be worth it though, to learn their stories?  They were all just little cogs in the machine of NERV just as I was,  yet most of them didn’t seem to realize just how they were being used.  They were all so much different then Him.  Idle thoughts, I told myself, it was not time for idle thoughts the commander was calling,  I was needed.<br/><br/>When I finally reached the door.  I did not knock,  or announce myself via the intercom.  I had been called,  he knew I was coming such formalities would simply delay the engagement.  I walk into room, silent,  wordless and took my place five steps away from his desk directly in the center of his field of vision.<strong>“I am here Commander.”</strong>