Entry Two
  I find myself in a tough situation... I was not able to find much information in Ul'dah on the void and it was not long before I felt the need to move on to shroud my position. I realized that the only place I had left was to go back to Limsa. Upon further analysis I came to the conclusion that to keep running and hiding will amount to nothing. I am only giving the Empire more time to take care of me. Upon my return to Limsa it was as if I had never gone. There was a few slightly shocked reactions but overall no one seemed to care. I had no friends or anyone I was close to anyway. I suppose I prefer the less dramatic entrance. I would not want to be questioned.
  I developed a a wristband I can wear to increase my aether flow just a little. Upon losing my Tek I realized I cannot use magic anymore because of my kinds lack of magical ability. This wristband is a temporary fix and is no where near efficient but will have to do. I can make batteries and harness raw aether in them to cast some small time magic. But it will eat away the batteries extremely fast. I also lost my body support systems. If I receive a injury of any sort I will have to seek out a white mage otherwise I will have to take the long road to healing with medicine. This feeling of weakness... is very... discomforting... Before I could survive long enough to adapt to the situation but now I have to strain to adapt even faster. I am not sure if I will be able to adapt fast enough next time I find myself in danger before it is to late.
  I have faith in my engineering abilities and I am better than the average Eorzean. It is simply how I was raised. But I am not invincible. Even before with my Tek I found myself in multiple situations I was only barely able to claw through. I have no one I can go to... Everyone I knew in the Garlean empire would have been killed by now. And people here are very unfriendly to strangers. I am completely on my own. I am not one who prefers to handle everything himself. Even if I know I can do it better, a helping hand never hurts. But there will be no helping hand. Not this time. I do not plan on ending my research after only just arriving in Eorzea. But the future does not look bright. It is becoming more and more crucial that I find how to get my Tek back working. For now I will have to rely on my wits and intelligence to survive. I will find the answer to this problem. I have to. Then I can work on losing my pursuers. If I survive that long that is.
End of Entry Two
  I find myself in a tough situation... I was not able to find much information in Ul'dah on the void and it was not long before I felt the need to move on to shroud my position. I realized that the only place I had left was to go back to Limsa. Upon further analysis I came to the conclusion that to keep running and hiding will amount to nothing. I am only giving the Empire more time to take care of me. Upon my return to Limsa it was as if I had never gone. There was a few slightly shocked reactions but overall no one seemed to care. I had no friends or anyone I was close to anyway. I suppose I prefer the less dramatic entrance. I would not want to be questioned.
  I developed a a wristband I can wear to increase my aether flow just a little. Upon losing my Tek I realized I cannot use magic anymore because of my kinds lack of magical ability. This wristband is a temporary fix and is no where near efficient but will have to do. I can make batteries and harness raw aether in them to cast some small time magic. But it will eat away the batteries extremely fast. I also lost my body support systems. If I receive a injury of any sort I will have to seek out a white mage otherwise I will have to take the long road to healing with medicine. This feeling of weakness... is very... discomforting... Before I could survive long enough to adapt to the situation but now I have to strain to adapt even faster. I am not sure if I will be able to adapt fast enough next time I find myself in danger before it is to late.
  I have faith in my engineering abilities and I am better than the average Eorzean. It is simply how I was raised. But I am not invincible. Even before with my Tek I found myself in multiple situations I was only barely able to claw through. I have no one I can go to... Everyone I knew in the Garlean empire would have been killed by now. And people here are very unfriendly to strangers. I am completely on my own. I am not one who prefers to handle everything himself. Even if I know I can do it better, a helping hand never hurts. But there will be no helping hand. Not this time. I do not plan on ending my research after only just arriving in Eorzea. But the future does not look bright. It is becoming more and more crucial that I find how to get my Tek back working. For now I will have to rely on my wits and intelligence to survive. I will find the answer to this problem. I have to. Then I can work on losing my pursuers. If I survive that long that is.
End of Entry Two
