A vacuum for the vacuum
05 Aug 2017incizhi0n
Been freelancing for a while now. The wants of Engineers are so varied I couldn't help it. Some want booze, others, contract killing. That bastard Palin had me chasing photons half-way to Colonia. It's enough to drive a moral man to space himself! Have to admit, the tweaks were worth their weight in Painite. Yet, when I really think about it, it's all just a bunch of garbage collecting. A bit of Cadmium here, sprinkled with Untypical Shield Scans there - not stardust, but space litter, the lot of it. Seventeen needy eco-nerds running my chassis around the bubble like an interstellar dust pan; a vacuum for the vacuum!
Three more stops left on refuse road and I can finally hang my maid's apron up for good. Saving Jameson for last, though. She had to park it behind a permit wall. On Founders World no less. Elitist hermit is just going to have to kick satellites while I earn my E-wings.