I'd tell you but then I'd have to kill you

Diamond keeps telling me that the first person I met in wca is Nigel Thorton. But he's wrong. ):-| I don't even know the dude that well.

Anyway, the first person I met in WCA is Paris. I'm the first one she met, too, but she doesn't remember that (the stubborn bitch). I was about 219 years old in real time (I was in my pre-teens). During that time, I was going back and forth Venus and Uranus, helping out Sir Theodore. The war was still fresh and sensitive; it was a busy time. On my second year of working under sir Theodore, I met Paris. She was about 179 Venusian years old (I'm not sure how to convert that in my time, but she was still a child tree when I met her).

At first, she was just that odd little tree who stuck her nose on others' business. I found her quite irritating. And whenever I was in Venus, I would always chance to see her in some sort of trouble...and since I'm a good guy, I can't just leave her, right?
That was how our friendship started; me saving her. She began to be even more nosy (and at some point I thought she was a spy). She kept accompanying me on my errands even though I kept telling her to "shoo".

What got me to come to like her, apparently, was when she got caught between the war. Uranus was attacking the place where she played, mostly... and for the first time, I was actually scared (it never occurred to me that I had emotions). I thought she was going to die! That was really a horrible thought, since she was my only friend. No one else showed much interest in me other than her and Sir T's friends (but they were old hags; Paris was my first young friend). I ran towards the battlefield, desperately searched for her, and found her, at last. I still remember how relieved I was when I saw her crying, dirty little face (I could feel relieved! What a discovery!).

Ever since that day, I would play with her somewhere. She didn't know her parents. She woke up, one day, and she was alone. Touched my heart :'-(... I spent a total of ten years working under sir T between Uranus and Venus... So I reckon we've been friends for that long. I was 229 years old when Sir T brought me back to Castor, since the war was ending and he didn't want to have to take care of the aftermathh. I promised Paris I would come again, so she wouldn't be so sad. I never got to see her again, after that day, but I looked for her! ):-| I looked for her everywhere but I couldn't find her! I eventually gave up, but I know that I was still looking for her (only with less effort).

And then I saw her again, obviously. I never thought of her as anything other than a friend or a pesky younger sister, but, by Zeus, did she ever captivate me when I laid eyes on her again. How in the fuck did she grow up so gracefully? And how come she can't remember me? Ten fucking years of friendship and she forgot all that? That's like throwing all those years away.

Well, I guess it's because I'm an AIDA that I can remember, but still.
I've told you too much. It's time to zip my mouth now. I mean, I'd tell you but then I'd have to kill you.