3308-11-17 YemboI awoke to thumping. There was something off about it. When Lewis is throwing shells there isn't much sound but I can feel the concussion in the deckplates. It was also far too cold if the quadruplets are awake. The noise was overhead and seemed to have...
3308-11-14 YemboThe persistent comms alert dug me out of my sleep. I retracted my helmet to rub my eyes. A list of CZ's scrolled by. I guess I'm going to war again. I just did this a few weeks ago. I did realize that wasn't quite right, a few weeks to me was a few years...
3308-11-13 LamiaAgain, I have my regrets about trying to sleep through the night at Liz Ryder's place. Hours of silence punctuated by the explosions of her experiments. After a restless night, and I think someone knocking at the hatch, I needed coffee. First I headed...
3308-11-12 EurybiaThis tears it! I've been loading up with Liz's precious landmines at Shute for the past couple of days without a problem. Now suddenly the supply's dried up. Or rather, the stevedore keeps telling me they don't have any more while she keeps loading crates...
3308-11-11 EurybiaWhere to begin, really. Certainly not at the beginning. There is far too much embarrassing awkwardness surrounding my first years in the pilot's seat. But I suppose it feels like I was given a fresh start, so I'll begin there. The last thing I remembered...
