Reunion at Jaques
09 Apr 2023Rawnu
Big and ugly Zeb! Well actually, he lost quite some weight in the past few years, so he's just ugly now. But gosh, he's just the best. Zeb and I go way back to the "Screaming Firehawks" Alliance Special-Ops team. Did some crazy stuff back in the days, sticking two fingers to pirates, the Feds and the Imps. Last time I saw him was when I left, almost five years ago. Seems like a lifetime to me. And yet here we are, meeting again at Jaques Station, can you believe it?
Lots of stories to tell. Me, how I was getting on as a freelance Commander with the Pilots' Federation, him as security chief for an Alliance-based Merchant company. He left the team a year later and re-oriented himself. Heck, when I listen to him, he almost sounds reputable! Good that I had some of that Tritium Trader vodka with me to loosen up things. It's good to have friends, even if they accompany us only for a little while, don't you think? The picture was taken by Isabella, an extremely cute ambassadorial assistant of one of the Independent factions here in Colonia. Gosh, if I only was better at these kind of things. But it was nice regardless.
Earlier today, I was bagging some plants for Selene. Ah, dang it, Selene. What am I doing out here? Sometimes I think I'm just hiding from anything that might demand a decision on the "big stuff" in life. But then again, I look at my entries over the past days and weeks and see all these amazing things: strange alien life under orange skies, the bright blue twirls of neutron stars, pristine Earth-like worlds next to black holes, and my brave ship, the "Gudrid", ploughing onwards. Looking out of the bar window towards the landing platforms and the "mailbox", I know that I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be.
