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Rosmontis mod X - Record - fan translation

"Outcast, I'm a little concerned. Since Rosmontis returned from the core city of Chernobog, she's completed several missions in an extreme fashion. The human traffickers operating in Milia were despicable, but they should have been turned over to the Minoan police. The original plan was to rescue some stranded Infected children, not to annihilate all villainy."

"Isn't it normal for mission objectives to change over the course of an operation? Pith, you should trust Rosmontis' judgement."

"Did you know? That the surviving eyewitnesses dubbed Rosmontis 'The Calamity of Milia'? Fortunately, the girl herself doesn't remember any of this. Touch said that when she came back to the landship, she'd already forgotten all the details of the mission. Outcast, I'm not sure her brain is capable of processing what she experienced there."

"Not all memories turn into useful experiences; some become heavy burdens instead. Without the bias born of individual ego, and unhampered by the constraints of group consensus, perhaps Rosmontis is more impartial than the rest of us. Like a mirror that can never be clouded, she reflects all around her objectively, right or wrong, good or evil."

"That's why Kal'tsit entrusted her to our guidance. Even if her actions are currently in line with our ethics, Rhodes Island cannot accompany her for the rest of her life. Once we're gone, who will judge the mirror?"

"She's awake now, Pith, so we can ask the girl herself."

Hello, Outcast.

"Hello, Rosmontis."

Are you leaving, Outcast?

"Yes, I'll be heading out to Victoria. Just a routine mission. But Pith is right; I will leave. Kal'tsit, too. We will all leave, one day."

Will Amiya leave, too?

"Perhaps. No one can say for sure what the future holds. Our little judge, our Miss Rosmontis, you'll help us watch over you, won't you?"

Okay, I promise you. I promise everyone: I'll write it all down. All the stories you tell me, too. I won't forget.

I can do it, so you and Pith don't need to worry.

If I go bad one day… No, no matter what I become in the future.

I will record, and I will observe closely.

#arknights #rosmontis #arknights spoilers #arknights cn spoilers #outcast #pith #just a routine mission she says!

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Kal'tsit mod Y - Healer - fan translation

A sandstorm dances in the sky, and next to a distant oasis, a peddler takes a break.

Kal'tsit remains silent for a long time as she stands on the deck. Sometimes she looks to the horizon, and at other times she looks beneath her own feet, as if this landship named Rhodes Island is hiding something from her. She remains like this until a young vampire finds her, a stack of documents in hand. Closure hesitates for a bit before interrupting Kal'tsit's ruminations.

"Rhodes Island Pharmaceutical Inc." Forcing a smile, Closure stifles memories that threaten to bubble up before continuing. "We're done dealing with Rim Billiton's paperwork. Ugh, those rabbits are just so troublesome, and none of them are remotely as cute as Amiya. They've wasted so much of our time on this nonsense about this ship being registered as a mining ship and…"

Closure trails off.

Fortunately, Kal'tsit chooses that moment to turn back towards her, voice almost gently placating as she responds. "You've worked hard."

"What next?"

"We'll continue with what we didn't manage to cover at the last meeting."

"Are more people going to leave?"

"More people are going to leave." Kal'tsit returns her gaze to the horizon, where the peddler has just about finished packing up. "They belong to Babel, not Rhodes Island. All I can hope for is that there be no more blood shed between us."

"I understand, but—"

A voice interrupts the two.

"Dr. Kal'tsit? Miss Closure?"

Kal'tsit's eyes soften briefly with tenderness and concern before she straightens them back out. "Amiya, you should be resting."

"I'm alright. It's just that I had another nightmare." Amiya adjusts her collar as the strong winds buffet her tiny frame. "Sending the Doctor off to Chernobog, and before that, the days when we were moored in the wilds… Those Sarkaz warriors…"

Kal'tsit exchanges a look with Closure in a brief instant. Closure understands what she means—after all, both Ascalon and Ace used to visit Amiya frequently.

They don't say anything, but Amiya is mature enough to sense the heaviness in the air.

"Yes. They've chosen to be our enemies."

"Why?"

"Because they live in the dream that was Babel. They don't wish to give up that mirage. And we are essentially deserters to that cause."

"Were Miss Theresa's dreams no more than a mirage?"

"For them, yes." Kal'tsit stands silently by Amiya, patting her head. She's grown a little taller. "But they think continuing the war will resolve all their problems."

"But they're not wrong."

Kal'tsit is briefly surprised. She looks at Amiya, slowly looks at this exhausted, lost girl, and allows herself to savour a small joy. "It is as you said, Amiya. They're not wrong."

"And the Doctor? Is Ursus safe?" Amiya looks up at Kal'tsit. "I miss the Doctor, a little."

Seeing Amiya raise her head to ask such a childish question leaves Kal'tsit with a sense of helplessness. At this moment, Closure embraces Amiya from behind.

"Look, Amiya!"

Amiya looks into the distance, and sees a Rim Billitonian peddler kicking up dust in the distance. Their sand car packed full of cargo chugs along, cumbersome and cute.

Closure laughs disarmingly and holds Amiya even closer.

"Rhodes Island's journey has only just begun—when the Doctor's back, we'll be Terra's best experts on Oripathy!"

#arknights #kal'tsit #arknights cn spoilers #arknights spoilers #i'm definitely not a pro translator or anything... just thought i'd attempt this anyway.. there may be inaccuracies despite my best efforts #also tried not to be overly literal for better or worse

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