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A Journal of Sasavi Lux Savi
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1 - FOSTER
She remembered the day she received her first assignment as First Medicus well. She was nervous - while she was experienced in the field as a fighter and a medic, she was not yet certain she was qualified as a leader as well. She paced along the dark room. The lalafell woman’s pale blue-green eyes shone excitedly, while she held her expression stern and aloof.
Her father always said that the secret to a successful team was respect, trust, and no small amount of confidence. She had always held these words close to her heart as she joined the Garlean ranks, finally becoming the leader of her very own squadron. She was anxious to receive her first assignment, as well as the crew of medici and fighters who would serve under her. With her. 
The first of her crewmen arrived. He was a Garlean man, with short, brown hair, and small hazel eyes. He held his conjurer’s staff close to his chest, but instead of the nervousness she had expected she only saw contempt - he appeared to be looking down at her. 
The second was a young Hyur woman, short of stature but with a determined expression. She appeared to be a scholar of profession, the book on her hip. The third was an Elezen man, carrying a conjurer’s staff as well. Likewise, he carried himself with determination, and gave a respectful nod to Sasavi.
The fourth and fifth crewmen were miqo’te twins, carrying an axe and a bow. The two women would be their guard as they would heal their fellow squadrons. 
They each gave their names and saluted as they walked in. 
“Otho jen Avitus.” Curt, his eyes cast aside. 
“Emilia aan Susini.” Her light voice wavered slightly, but she didn’t lose her determined expression. Otho gave her the side-eye.
“Corentin jen Gaetan.” Haughty, but still respectful. 
“Tove oen Ranti.”
“Tana oen Ranti.” 
The sister’s voices were warm and jovial. 
Sasavi saluted each of them back. She remembered her father’s words; now more than ever, it would be important to foster good relations between her and her crew. This would prove a challenge, she was sure, but she was determined to succeed. 
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