The organization likes to do their dirty business where no one can see it.

Victory was close. Just one final push. "Send in the rest," I ordered. "All wings attack. Take that base down now.

Get some sleep, soldier boy.

Is our life not exciting enough? Or do the lot of you just have some kind of death wish?

The kind of bs is dead. Long live the queen.

Sometimes I think you're the only thing keeping me sane.