*activate log CMDR SgtCluckers*
Apparently the last year has been rough on humanity. I reported to Topaz in the Facece system expecting full well to be thrown in the brig for desertion, or given as a slave to pay off my debt to the Princess. This, surprisingly, was not what happen, I was issued a new courier an put right back to work. I dont think I've slept, except for the few winks in witch space, in 2 days. Between running data half half across the bubble to escort detail for diplomats through Thargoid intrusion zones, the work never ends.
It seems that in our time at the bar the Thargoids have received reinforcements in the form of bigger, strong ships, or breeds or whatever the eggheads are calling them. I think it's time to outfit some upgrades, see the family, then stick it to those bugs.