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 I was blinded by the light of our sun as it reflected off the silver trumpet on Blues' chest. That reflection soon became a source fierce pride as I was told of the herald of St. Ives being known across the Confederation and beyond, and I was told that she would be mine.Â
At that moment, I made a promise to my father that if I ever got to pilot Blues: I would only ever use her to protect the innocent and to defend St. Ives: And now I must decide if I will keep that promise… If I will keep my pride…â€Â
 -Pilot’s Log - Mjr. Michael Jones
