"I'm...I'm sorry, I just need some fresh air." William said as he excused himself from the table with haste. He snaked his away around people to get to the door to the porch. Blessedly, their was no one there. In the distance, he could hear a group of GM-Ground types departing on their way out for a patrol. He leaned against the railing and stared at the sand. "So that is why Intelligence wanted her so bad." He mumbled. "She is as close to a fucking princess, as she could possibly be in this world.". He took a deep breath, and let it out. His body shuttered as the images of her burnt were displayed before him again. His stomach churled, and he thought he was going to retch.<br/><br/>Inside, a couple of the nearby tables began talking about what was broadcasted. "Geez, can you believe it? That was all we were sent in there for? To get some kid killed?" on man with a naselly voice stated with disdain. "I know Man. What kind of sick fuck would shoot to kill a girl?" Another, much deeper voiced man agreed. "Well, I'll tell you this. If I find out whom pulled the trigger upon that beam rifle. I'm going to give him a good beating. He doesn't know just how hard he made it for the rest of us "Grunts" now." The First man declared boastfully. "Yeah man! Put'em in the hospital! let him feel the pain of that little gurl!" The second cheered.<br/><br/>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>To say Acar was pleased with himself was an understatement. He could already see the commendations trickling down from headquarters. Perhaps even a promotion to General. General Acar, now that had a very nice Ring to it. "Very stirring speech, Colonel." He aide said as Acar walked down the hall. As they approached others, they would snap to attention, and shout "HAIL ZEON!". "Yes, I know. Only a truly great, and noble leader, such as I, could give such a stirring speech. These men are blessed to have a member of Royalty lead them." Acar sneered arrogantly.  As they rounded corner, and Acar saw that no one was around. He turned to his Aide. "However, we have to be cautious. We can't being our little motivator getting better can we?" Acar whispered. The Aide instantly caught on to what he was saying. "Of course not."