Thoughts on Jameson
15 Apr 2022Crazycga
So I finally did it. Growing up in Trukampasuk, I'd heard the stories about John Jameson and his heroic deeds. I figured now that I'd been out in the black a while, I'd go find where he crashed, where he was abandoned by those who sent him out there. I wanted to know, to see, to feel where he was, to look under the same sky. Hell of pilot, him. The best. I want to be a part of that.Making my way into the system, pull out the FSS. I notice two things. First is there's a hell of a lot of carriers here. I guess a lot of people want to pay their respects. Used to be this was far out in the black, neh? Now it's a hop, skip and a jump out. But secondly... The moon. It takes only two probes to map it. It's so small, so lonely out here. He couldn't even crash on a notable place, just something ... forgotten.
As I set down looking for somewhere to land, it occurs to me that I should brought my Cobra, the Queen Anne's Revenge. Seems like that would've been fitting for this voyage. But I'm here now, looking for somehwere to land this pig of an Explorer. Lots of hills nearby. Takes me a minute. At least, I think to myself, I have the opportunity to find somewhere soft. He just came straight in.
I land, start out in the SRV. Low grav warning, of course. I'm facing it where I landed, and I can see the beacon. I pick up the first log; he still thought he was going home. Poor bastard. I chuckle to myself thinking - it's a bitch to drive through here with all the rocks he kicked up. Dying. Crashing. Alone. And I'm bitching about the drive. Looking around; how is it possible that there's still a small amount of salvage? Dare I pick it up? It's been out here so long...
Wonder where he died. Alone on this rock betrayed by the race that he just saved. I know he didn't want to kill the Thargoids, not like that, but he didn't expect to be abandoned because he was too "inconvenient." There's a message in that thought somewhere, I'm sure of it. But I'm just an old man from Trukampasuk. The hell do I know about these things?
I scan the beacons, get the logs. Listen to his last entries. The loneliness. The silence. I turn back to my ship.
Think I'll go to the station in Shinrarta Dezhra named for him. Pick up a ship with a lot of guns. A lot.
There's payback to be had.