Teetering on the edge
11 Feb 2022GamurGurl96
CMDRs log. What date is it again? Right. CMDRs log, 11th February, 3308.I've been operating on the fringe for some time now; my squadron has (unknowingly) had a mole in their rivals for some time. I hear from higher up that we're moving into a new system, I prepare it for our incursion. Assassinations, smuggling, espionage, I've done it all and more. I've aided and abetted killers, thieves and mercenaries. Do you know the worst bit? I think I can live with it.
All these years, I just wanted my old home back. Now, all this time into my search, I've found a home. A people I'm willing to bet my life for. I never wanted to be a criminal, but it all comes so easy! The question isn't if I'll want to stop all this killing; it's a question of if I'll want to stop. Sure, that does scare me a little, but I just smuggled 50 tonnes of Manticore weaponry and I'm not even phased by the idea that people might be hurt by them. The universe is cruel. It's time they woke up.
I just got a message from my Black Market contact. It's time to move. It's time to move. Project Demon Core is Green.
Not sure if there'll be another message after this. Not sure even if I'll be able to make one.
Time to make the universe a little less cruel.
Ashley Ackerson signing off.