Day #30 - Licking My Wounds
23 Jun 2021Comrey
CMDR Gene ComreyJune 23rd, 3307, 02:42
Jaques Station, Colonia, 22000.47 Ly from Sol
Well, I got sufficiently drunk alright, and thought it'd be a good idea to handle a bunch of raiders by myself. While completely intoxicated. Fuck me. In my defence, these things usually work out in my favour. A hard spirit burns the fear away, or amplifies stupidity to the point I just don't feel fear. Either way, it works, and either way, I usually manage to stay calm in the worst situations.
Not tonight, though. Seems that tonight I endulged myself a little bit too much. See, the plan was to land quietly, take the SRV out to the settlement, then take out the raiders one by one. Except I fucked it up, alerted all of them, and got nicked pretty badly in the shoulder. I was lucky, though. Both my chest and my back ate plenty of shots that my personal shield absorbed, and when it finally went down, it was only my shoulder that got hit. In any case, I made it back to my SRV and got out of there. It could have gone way worse than it did, but fortunately for me I'm still breathing.
So here I am, back at Jaques, licking my wounds. I'm going back there as soon as I'm finished in the medbay, though. I took the contract and I'll be damned if I don't finish it. After all, a merc is only as good as his word.
Comrey out.