*As she switches the log on, the well known background of her apartment on Glendalough Orbital comes into the picture, as tidy and elegantly furnished as before. The only exception is her desk in front of her, on which already noticeably less papers and PDAs are lying. Elena still has kind of tired eyes, and is right now holding a cup of coffee in her right hand, from which she sporacidally takes a sip. A slight yawn escapes her mouth before she begins speaking.*
Hmm, good morning there. Pretty sure you're gonna wondering 'What the hell is Elena doing in front of her PC this early in the morning?'. Well, I gonna tell you why ... my sleep-wake-cycle is kinda all over the place at the moment, I feel like I could sleep hours during day time, and when it's becoming night, I'm far too active to actually sleep. I seriously don't know what the reason for this is, but obviously it wears me off. Just as an example, I slept two hours this night. Two. Hours. The rest I spent with finishing up the paperwork that is, thank god, not on my desk anymore. No kidding, I'll have to get the knock of it again, or I'll be easy prey for any pirate coming around.
*A sigh, combined with a headshake and a large sip from the coffee that evidently doesn't have an effect yet. Then she resumes, even though she can't suppress another yawn.*
Anyways, what I wanted to tell you was what happened yesterday. Sadly wasn't able to record a log back then 'cause I was busy with bounty hunting and all that. Don't blame on me, I made a lot of cash, okay? Cash I'll very well know how to spend... *She chuckles for a short time*. Well, I started the day with quite a boring task actually, flying from Coronado to Tau-29 and back to bring some important materials to Glendalough to keep it in a good condition.
Didn't take long until got some bogeys on my arse, two to be precise. *She laughs amused* And who else than my two favourite Commune douchebags, Hussaini and Nomak. The latter asked me to become his whore even. Yeah ... of course, Nomak, of course. You'd be such a dead man if you really tried to. However, this didn't go unnoticed. We at the Forlorns are known to have a few good buds we like to hang out with. *She chuckles for a moment* Crayterians and Imperials soon came to beat them up gently. Turned into quite a huge fight, and it stayed even until the end, but at the end one of the Imperials was last man standing. That really -was- a lotta fun to watch.
And in the end, I got my revenge too. Another Commune member got snubbed by me later that day.
*She takes another sip, then her expressions turn slighty more troubled as she remembers another matter.*
Let's come to the more unpleasant part of what I wanted to tell you. You know, maybe I seem like an arrogant person to many people, but there are some things I just can't stand. For example if there's somebody crying her heart out. Wanna hear more? I knew you would... alright, straight forward, it's about Lena Riemann. Now before you judge me for becoming somewhat friends with a soldier of the Coalition, hear me out, she isn't such a dumb communist fanatic like the others, actually she's not that much of a bad person overall. Makes it even worse I saw her crying yesterday. *She shakes her head* I already knew something was off when she came around with a usual Freelancer transponder instead of her Coalition one. Turns out she's in the sh*t. Why you ask? Now here comes the funny part, or rather ... the one that really made me thinking. It seems she's betrayed her boyfriend and husband. And now he broke up with her, understandably.
*She clasps her brow, stares at the ground.*
I can't really complain now, can I? I mean, I did exactly the same stuff, more than once even. And yet my boyfriend still loves me and didn't even think about breaking up with me, forgave me. Seriously, what the hell am I actually complaining about, this just made me aware again that I got one hell of a good man I can call my own. *She gives the camera a somewhat rapturous smile*
Anyways, I'm done for now. I'll probably catch some more sleep now, the coffee won't work I'm afraid.
*Yawning, but with a grin on her face, Elena shuts down the log.*