Gagarin to Sacagawea
18 Feb 2018Scubadog
I reached Gagarin Gate with nary an excitable event. I spent the night in one of the staterooms. I know artificial grav is supposed to be fine, but I swear I can tell the difference between real gravity and simulated. I can't put my finger on it, exactly, and I know the docs all say the body treats it all the same (space medicine has come a long way). But I can tell. And it makes a difference when I'm trying to sleep.
I see things are just getting worse in the Core as the Thargoids really to look to be making their way to plant a flag a little closer to civilized space. I'm not so fatalistic as to be afraid it'll all be cinders by the time I get there, but each news wave makes the hairs on the back of my neck stiffen just a little more. Now I hear that Federation pilots are looking to militarize all organized-like. I'm not a combat pilot. I don't have the skills or the desire. Back me into a corner and I'll fight. Pick on some defenseless slug who's just trying to feed the family and I'll probably throw my lot in to right that wrong, too. But much past that? Nope. I don't know what to make of all this mess with the aliens. Again, I can't tell if we're picking this fight or just reacting. It's just not good, that's all.
So, I'll keep pluggin' to the Core, listening to all the waves to make sure that I keep to safer civilization if the aliens make a serious push. I'll try to get the modules I need, with maybe a bit of customization to boot, and then make my way back to Colonia. Back home.