Another day, another credit. Or so my mother would remind me. I had been working here at Site 187 for roughly a year or so to help pay with my tuition fees. I had once hoped to become a successful traditional photographer, however with the cost of learning steadily increasing it meant that I had to work full time here for the Legionnaires and put my classes on a temporary halt. As soon as I had enough money, I’d switch my job back
