TRAVEL LOG: DAY 2
24 Mar 2021Cmdr Yeet
Now 24 hours into my trip, my vessel catapults itself through the black towards Cubeo, my destination, but the reason I’ve been summoned still eludes me, I question the meaning of this voyage as my mind overflows with wonder. What could I have done to be summoned by Aisling Duval?? The ink on my commander’s license is barely dry and although I quickly rose through the ranks, I’m a fairly new pilot with the Shadow Falcons. Yeah, sure, I dabbled in a little mercenary work back when credits were low but I like to leave that life in the rearview. Chatter from an episode of Breaking Bad spills out of the speakers of my holo projector as I look out into the vastness of the star system and ponder; remembering a time when these very stars seemed so far out of reach, when princesses and empires were a thing of the past only made relevant by entertainment. Now here I am drifting among them, a single pilot, and although my purpose that has yet to be revealed to me. I am hopeful.