Dr. Sagan

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Dr. Cameron Sagan
Age: 56
Height: 1.9 M
Weight: 66 Kg
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Eye Color: Green
Callsigns/Ships: Scientist|Dr.Sagan (Repair Ship)

Description:
Dr. Sagan is a brilliant researcher from Willard Station in California. Known for his revolutionary progress with the Da'am K'vosh language. He has recently been given a grant by the Cambridge Research Institute to the tune of ten million credits. He is to use these funds to procure both equipment, and a ship with which to explore Sirius. Chiefly, Dr. Sagan is concerned with studying Xenobiology. With his understanding of artifacts and language as it is, he hopes to learn more about the Slomon K'Hara. Nomads. An alien race that interacts with humanity on a regular basis, but is still misunderstood to this day. With the help of those around him, Dr. Sagan believes that he can make contact with these aliens and allow humans a new understanding of the native life of Sirius.

Cambridge Research Institute

<div align="right]Dr. Cameron Sagan
Willard Research Station

To whom it may concern,

The proposal by Dr. Sagan to further explore the alien race known as the Nomads has been approved by The Cambridge Research Institute. Though the full asking price has not been appropriated for this project, the grant will allow for ten million Sirius credts. The account is accessible those awarded this grant through the PIN number enclosed. Please keep this safe. Additionally, you are required to make your findings public. As these funds are provided by Bretonia Government, the results will be considered public holdings, and any copyrights on results will be found null and void.

It is suggested that you use these funds to appropriate an exploratory vessel of sufficient tenacity to survive in the edgeworlds. Prior studies have found the Explorer an excellent vessel for such excursions, but you retain the rights to choose your own transportation. Excess funds are to be used to outfit your vessel with the required scientific equipment, and to hire necessary personnel, escorts, etc.

Cambridge looks forward to receiving preliminary results.

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It seems that my journals are now legally to be made public. Fine. But that doesn't mean that I have to make them easy to find. I do not intend to publicize these logs, though I will continue to use them to track my work, as I am legally bound to do so. That also doesn't mean that I have to publish my previous entries. Inquisitions into previous entries will be rebuffed. With that said...

Words cannot express the surprise that lit Willard Research station this morning. Late during the evening, a Bretonian messenger arrived with a small package addressed to myself. To my chagrin, my fellow scientists enthusiastically tore into the envelope upon reading that it came from Cambridge. The previously posted message was contained therein.

I heard the throng of excited friends before they bowled open my door and informed me of the news. I had written to Cambridge with the rest of the hopeful scientists of Sirius for funding. The same as we all do every year. I expected to hear nothing, the response that I had become accustomed to. Throughout the years, I have spent my free time outlining a dream study. And now, my dreams were realized. Slightly less than the fifteen million credits that I had requested, but regardless, I am finally going to be able to study the Nomads and other Sirius aliens firsthand.

As I had few things to pack, only several hours were necessary before I was packed into a Starflier commissioned to take me to pickup a vessel for my explorations. Though an Explorer was suggested by both the incredulous pilot of the Starflier and Cambridge, I had my mind set upon a Repair Ship. With the basic electronic suite that it had, I would be able to build up my own custom lab. The chassis of the Repair Ship was a perfect platform for various scientific instruments. There is also to consider that I would be placed in debt were I to go along with the suggestion, which was not an option.

With a course set to the Colorado system and an order for the Repair ship placed, I went about drawing up a manifest of cargo that I would require before setting off.

Personal Supplies:
Food Rations, Oxygen, Water, and my personal collection of Tobacco and Wine.

Super Computer Suite. Each of three supercomputers will require:
Bio-Neural Processors, Nanocapacitors, Optronics, and a Quantum Multiplexer core.

Ship Accessories:
Cryotubes, Mining Machinery, inert Neon gas, Robotic Components, and Superconductors. Additionally, an excessive supply of H-Fuel is to be purchased to allow for longer trips.

It was a difficult decision to leave my artifacts at Willard, but previous experiences with the law proved a deterrent to their inclusion. Perhaps at a later date. I wished to be set for everything, and assumed that with three super computers and the ability to craft a multitude of scientific apparatus with these components, I would be ready for anything. Additionally, this plan would provide me with enough credits to outfit my new ship with some meager defenses and a powerful shield.

After picking up my Repair Ship off the lines, I began my journey to Bretonia and their Southampton Shipyard to have the computer system and tools installed. I am now enjoying an empty room with no windows waiting for the modifications to be made. Perhaps you, the reader, can detect my sarcasm here. I'm laying it on quite thick. At least it has given me time to record my first day under the employ of the Cambridge Research Institute. I expect my vessel to be ready soon, so I believe that I shall catch up on some sleep before that happens.

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The ship is done, and my neck is aching from sleeping in a plasti-steel chair. The modifications were moderately, I cannot complain, but my spectrometer registers errors in certain frequencies, mostly in the infrared. Random generation of numbers seems to have a slight pattern to it, but these things are to be expected, I suppose. Maybe someday I'll have the funds and a capable technical crew to overhaul the system someday. For now, this will do. I've also had a small telescope installed to augment my scanners. Visual confirmation never hurt anyone.

The conditions in which I'm recording this message are decidedly favorable to my last. I'm in my new craft and have completed an interesting day of field research. Though very little pertained directly to the study of my subject, the Nomads, it was fascinating to see some of the rarities of Sirius.

I passed a bit of a gathering on the lane leading to Planet Manhattan and got this shot. He was too far out and moving fast for anything but a cursory scan, one that turned up nothing interesting. In any case, I turned to questioning citizens for any leads on my studies. To understand a Nomad, I had to first find one. Given some of the reports that I received, I moved to Pennsylvania, apparently a hotbed for UFO sightings. While there, I met a pilot named Orb//Pael who was able to give me the following scan:

Not much to observe from the shot, but I paid the pilot for the file regardless. A short time later, I was tracked down by a ship calling its self 'ManBearPig.' I believe the pilot was... touched in the head slightly, but seemed clear enough with the information he provided me. Apparently, his Uncle was a miner, and had passed two of the creatures near the primary star of New York. I thanked the boy for the lead and fled back to New York with all the speed that I could muster. While flying to the point in space that I presumed must have been close to the sighting, the pilot of 'ManBearPig' sent me additional information on his Uncle's experience with Nomads.

Judging from the context of the conversation, I presume that his Uncle did the bidding of these Nomads at some point in time. However, the likelihood of truth in this is lacking. As I said, touched in the head and was also reluctant to speak further about his Uncle. Maybe he fears repercussions? But it is good to keep even second hand data in mind; there's often at least a kernel of truth to every story.

Unfortunately, I still have yet to make contact with the Nomads, but believe that I may be able to find them around the stated star in the New York system. Odd that they would choose such a populated system to send lone aliens. I must be careful, perhaps they have a means of entering our space en mass. Best not to speculate, I must sleep if I'm to continue on my excursion on the morrow.

This is Dr. Sagan, signing off.