Things got too hot in Kepler. Had to ditch the Sisyphus in favor of the Hawfinch. Good thing I wasn't manually piloting it when it got blown up or else I'd be at the mercy of individuals who would probably like to take me apart--literally.
Plans got pushed too early and I lost some progress. That's alright for now though, I'll return to commune at a later date when there isn't as much traffic through there. I should have enough information for now. I think I'll go look around the Omicrons and see what's changed in the past three years I've been stuck in Kepler.
While in Delta, I met a fellow named Eternal Journey. We spoke briefly and I lamented about the times past of Brad and the others...researching the mysteries in the system--but that was another life. I must remember that.
Anyway, I decided I'd fly around and look at some things. The individual asked to join me, I saw no reason not to encourage it. We travelled to the Iridium fields; Nomads were swarming all around, seemingly watching me rather than attacking. The poor Eternal Journey fellow was worried so rather than risk him being killed, we returned to the Freeport in the system to find a Core vessel duking it out with one of the larger war forms. Again, it didn't seem to pay me any mind.
Only when I left, did one small little Nomad follow me to the Theta Jump hole before I departed. It simply sat there watching me. Puzzling indeed. Connected to the visions and trances? It could be.
[He leans forward thinking, the strange lights on his faceplate pulsing rhythmically. He leans back and continues speaking.]
No sense pondering it for now. I will make my way back once traffic has lessened there. Until then, I will enjoy the hospitality of the Zoners on Pygar. It reminds me of...better times.
I left Pygar and pointed my ship in the direction of Kepler once again. I figured it has been a few days and there was no need for me to be away any longer. I flew there from Kusari and into Kepler where I once again ran into Eternal Journey...and that strange Nomad form from before. It disappeared as soon as I entered Kepler. The Eternal Journey vessel requested assistance getting through the dark matter field. I explained that they may be going the wrong direction, and it is best to leave sleeping things lie here.
I flew through the storm, passed Ames, and arrived at the anomaly. Upon arriving, I immediately entered a trance, as if it were waiting for me. The visions were...unintelligible again, but I had the feeling I was being communicated with just as I have in every other encounter. I saw huge unimaginable structures and could hear someone or something mumbling in the back of my mind as if it was trying to make sense of what I was seeing. I came out of it as if something was communicated but I could not understand what. My head was ringing like my bell had been rung. I returned to Ames to rest for a spell.
When I roused myself hours later, I found what was left of the Sisyphus being prepared for salvaging on my way out. I picked through the pieces of the debris and found a few items that I could salvage for my purposes and departed the area. I decided I would go through Kusari again inroute back to the deep Omicrons. Once again, I ran into Eternal Journey. They were spooked seeing me again. I aimed my receiver at their ship as it flew out of range and dialed the Jintsuriji Communication Array to it's maximum setting hoping that a satellite would pick up the communication and forward it if they were out of system. I told them that they weren't interesting enough to monitor yet. It was a bit of a mean thing to say because it probably scared them, but it was the truth. I kept running into them in the strangest of places...perhaps they were someone interesting enough to monitor.
[He pauses thinking for a moment then shrugs.]
I ended my time watching the fireworks in Delta with the varying empires out in the edge worlds try to shit all over one another in skirmishes over an outpost before deciding to head to Tohoku. I'm here now at Ryuku seeing about what to do next. I might to take a tour of Heaven's Gate if I have the time...never been this far into Kusari before, after all.
It's been a few days. I left Tohoku and flew aimlessly for a while. Eventually I found my way to Vespucci. No sooner than I entered via Magellan I was hit with another vision. This one was more...vivid than the others yet what was communicated was still vague. I awoke to find myself in Omega-55 in orbit of Planet Skagen. My chronometer indicated I had been sitting here for just under three hours. I focused intently on what the vision had been about, but once again it was just vague images of some massive object or objects.
I've spun my ship around back to Kusari aiming to enter the Omicrons from that direction. I'm not quite sure why but something is pulling me towards the Edge worlds. Maybe if I get closer, I can identify the meaning behind it.
Lots of traffic in Omicron Delta this week. I ran into Eternal Journey once again...they requested to speak to me when they have more time in private. As to what they wish to discuss remains to be seen.
What's more, is Lazurith was out at the Freeport sporting a shiny new Freelancer IFF. Quite interesting considering the last time I heard from him, the AI onboard one of his vessels was saying he attempted to "self-terminate". Baffling that he was now out at Freeport 11 with a fresh coat of paint...I'm unsure if Revenant had taken him and his ship somewhere so he could be all fixed up...but that doesn't explain the Freelancer tag. Even more odd, the Order agent there, someone named Empress, was asking some rather interesting questions about my past...even Lazurith seemed to have a hunch as to who I was before. Not something that I want revealed. Freelancer or not, he is still Auxo in my book. Finally, he seemed to indicate that Aspen had been killed at some point. He said she was missing...but knowing her she's holed up somewhere weathering some kind of storm. She never was one to give up easily.
Anyway, I've returned to Leiden for the time being and have ventured back into the hell that is Kepler. I purchased a Bayonet fighter to get in and out as the radiation in the system clogs up the fuel ports on the Hawfinch. It's bad enough Leiden is in a dark matter field of it's own, but at least it isn't as extreme. I've been here, near the anomaly for a few hours now and haven't seen or heard anything...I wonder if whoever or whatever has been passing me info is in a slumber or if it simply has nothing to tell me for now. I will remain here for a day or so and then move on. Perhaps to see what this Eternal Journey fellow wants to talk about.
[21.01.2024 23:57:17] Eternal.Journey: *a brief private line: hello, Crowley. have questions for you... i want to know answers. if youll hear me, i would like-
[21.01.2024 23:57:30] Eternal.Journey: a comms line accessible to talk another time*
[21.01.2024 23:57:49] Crowley: [He chuckles.] You can always reach out via the neural nets if you please.
[21.01.2024 23:59:10] Eternal.Journey: i. do not wish for our communication to be done so there. past experiences and all that. preferably.. ship to ship comms.
[21.01.2024 23:59:19] Eternal.Journey: if thats alright with you?
[21.01.2024 23:59:37] Crowley: I can respect that I suppose. Neural nets aren't always secure...that is if you wish to communicate something sensitive.
[21.01.2024 23:59:46] Eternal.Journey: it is sensitive.
[22.01.2024 00:00:12] Eternal.Journey: and it isnt something i can do tonight, too much to discuss and not enough sleep.
[22.01.2024 00:00:12] Crowley: Mmm. [He considers his next words carefully.] Very well then, name a time and place. I will do my best to be there.
[22.01.2024 00:02:02] Eternal.Journey: it doesnt have to be a set time, or place. just, next time we cross paths, or are here together, when its not so late-
[22.01.2024 00:02:31] Crowley: I would rather it not be at the Freeport. Too many ears.
[22.01.2024 00:02:54] Crowley: Provided the sensitive nature of your...information.
[22.01.2024 00:03:10] Eternal.Journey: we do have ships, we are mobile. a meet up doesnt have to be the destination of our talks.
[22.01.2024 00:03:37] Crowley: Long range communications can be intercepted as well as clear text. Best to meet somewhere.
[22.01.2024 00:04:20] Crowley: [He chuckles.] It's up to you, however. Next we meet then my friend of circumstance.
[22.01.2024 00:05:03] Eternal.Journey: *also chuckles* well, i suppose we do tend to bump into each other as of late.
[22.01.2024 00:05:25] Crowley: Indeed.
[22.01.2024 00:05:45] Eternal.Journey: so its agreed. whenever, wherever, so long as the time is right.
[22.01.2024 00:05:52] Crowley: Very well.
[22.01.2024 00:06:33] Eternal.Journey: well, i best get some rest.
[22.01.2024 00:06:40] Eternal.Journey: until next time, Crowley.
[22.01.2024 00:06:46] Crowley: Indeed, until next time.
[23.01.2024 00:27:22] Crowley: Greetings, MFE.
[23.01.2024 00:27:37] [MFE]-Hans.von.Goeben: *Hans smiles and nods*
[23.01.2024 00:28:14] MNS-Cerradura: ?: *nods*
[23.01.2024 00:28:16] Empress: Oh, hello.
[23.01.2024 00:28:33] Crowley: Greetings, again.
[23.01.2024 00:28:42] Crowley: Seems the Edge worlds are quite popular as of late.
[23.01.2024 00:29:35] Empress: Don't think they've really changed much. Suppose you might have some, eh, we'll call them tourists
[23.01.2024 00:29:44] Empress: popping in to see what the Hispanic factions are up to.
[23.01.2024 00:30:02] [MFE]-Hans.von.Goeben: *Raises an eyebrow* Tourists, huh?
[23.01.2024 00:30:07] Crowley: [He nods.] I see. Well, it /has/ been some time since I've flown around these parts.
[23.01.2024 00:30:31] Crowley: At least, regularly.
[23.01.2024 00:30:50] Empress: Well, it's not just "tourists". Zoners see the need to show a little bit of force here and there, too. Make sure the
[23.01.2024 00:30:59] Empress: Maltese and Cretans don't try chewing them up.
[23.01.2024 00:31:04] Empress: Well. Not again, at least.
[23.01.2024 00:31:20] Crowley: Mmm, yes. I saw Freeport 9 on my way in earlier.
[23.01.2024 00:31:26] MNS-Cerradura: ?: I hope they each learn to stop all this stupid fighting...
[23.01.2024 00:31:34] Empress: Wishful thinking.
[23.01.2024 00:31:37] Empress: They're not going to.
[23.01.2024 00:31:50] Empress: It's a conflict as old as time. It's going to keep going forever.
[23.01.2024 00:32:02] Lazurith: Hey, maybe one day.
[23.01.2024 00:32:13] Empress: Sure. If either side wins.
[23.01.2024 00:32:14] Crowley: Ah, Lazurith, how are you feeling as of late?
[23.01.2024 00:32:21] Crowley: Forgive me, didn't see you there.
[23.01.2024 00:32:26] Lazurith: Uh, no problem. Hi.
[23.01.2024 00:32:51] Lazurith: I'm decent enough, I suppose.
[23.01.2024 00:33:00] Crowley: [He chuckles.] Good to hear.
[23.01.2024 00:33:02] Lazurith: Trying to hang in there, and all that.
[23.01.2024 00:33:26] Lazurith: Though, I am really sorry, but you're gonna have to refresh my memory here: who are you?
[23.01.2024 00:33:29] Lazurith: Have we met before?
[23.01.2024 00:33:47] Lazurith: You sound kinda familiar.
[23.01.2024 00:33:59] Crowley: [He thinks to himself tapping his finger on the chin of his mask.] Once, a long time ago. I was a different man then.
[23.01.2024 00:34:23] Lazurith: Huh... and you remember me from way back when?
[23.01.2024 00:34:51] Crowley: I believe so...or I could be mistaking you for another. I meet so many Freelancers as of late.
[23.01.2024 00:35:07] Crowley: We are, after all, a dime a dozen.
[23.01.2024 00:35:26] Crowley: To use the parlance of an old saying, that is.
[23.01.2024 00:36:00] Lazurith: Ha, I getcha. Freelancers are the garden variety type of spacers.
[23.01.2024 00:36:11] Lazurith: Feels weird to be one now.
[23.01.2024 00:36:37] Crowley: [He chuckles and nods.] I'm sure you will handle it.
[23.01.2024 00:37:48] Lazurith: I'd hope so.
[23.01.2024 00:37:58] Lazurith: There's freelance work, and freelance work.
[23.01.2024 00:38:14] Lazurith: Meanin', it's just so... broad.
[23.01.2024 00:38:20] [MFE]-Hans.von.Goeben: *While the locals keep chatting, Hans is typing on a holographic notepad, all while slowly smoking his pipe* Hmm...
[23.01.2024 00:38:46] Crowley: Mmm. [He nods.] Indeed. I've had run of the mill milk runs, and sometimes assassination requests.
[23.01.2024 00:39:21] Empress: Follow up on the latter often?
[23.01.2024 00:39:33] Crowley: Heh. Not often. Requests are just so.../bothersome/.
[23.01.2024 00:39:47] Empress: Not often, but sometimes.
[23.01.2024 00:40:09] Crowley: I prefer to /theorize/ about the unknown rather than taking life. Taking life is such a savage way to be.
[23.01.2024 00:40:28] Crowley: I suppose it would depend on the target and the money involved.
[23.01.2024 00:40:58] Crowley: I am no bounty hunter, after all. [He chuckles and mumbles under his breath "couldn't pay me enough to do that".]
[23.01.2024 00:42:16] Lazurith: Well, there's always the factor of getting the fork out of a deal with your life.
[23.01.2024 00:42:26] Lazurith: Biting more than you can chew, and all that.
[23.01.2024 00:42:41] MNS-Cerradura: ?: Hmm?
[23.01.2024 00:42:44] Empress: There's also the minor moral problem of having to take a life.
[23.01.2024 00:42:54] Crowley: [He smiles to himself.] Sometimes you get the whole buffet whether you like it or not though.
[23.01.2024 00:43:13] [MFE]-Hans.von.Goeben: *To the Outcast* Sorry...I just haven't seen such a design...
[23.01.2024 00:43:25] [MFE]-Hans.von.Goeben: Exotic.
[23.01.2024 00:43:43] Crowley: Being trapped in Kepler taught me that.
[23.01.2024 00:43:51] MNS-Cerradura: ?: Yeah, is a strange one for sure.
[23.01.2024 00:43:54] Lazurith: Trapped?
[23.01.2024 00:43:59] Lazurith: Well, I can relate to that.
[23.01.2024 00:44:15] Crowley: Oh yes, I was there before the storm got worse. Was trapped there for around three years until I managed to find my way out.
[23.01.2024 00:44:19] Empress: Evacuation warnings were in play well before the storm reached its current peak.
[23.01.2024 00:44:25] Empress: How'd you get stuck?
[23.01.2024 00:44:34] [MFE]-Hans.von.Goeben: *Leans back in his seat, still smoking* ...and you simply visit the Freeport here, Captain?
[23.01.2024 00:44:36] [OOC] Empress: in place*, sorry
[23.01.2024 00:44:40] Crowley: [He chuckles.] Research.
[23.01.2024 00:44:49] Crowley: At the time, anyway.
[23.01.2024 00:44:52] Empress: Couldn't help yourself?
[23.01.2024 00:45:15] Crowley: My previous profession as a scientist regularly saw me throwing my life into percarious situations to learn the unknown.
[23.01.2024 00:45:23] Crowley: Now I know better.
[23.01.2024 00:46:14] Empress: Seems odd. How does one just give up life as a scientist?
[23.01.2024 00:46:19] Empress: I bet that man's still in there.
[23.01.2024 00:46:41] Empress: He's just got a new lick of paint and a new title, "Freelancer". Freelance scientist, more like.
[23.01.2024 00:47:04] Crowley: [He chuckles heartedly.] Could be...could be.
[23.01.2024 00:47:20] Crowley: I suppose time will tell on that front.
[23.01.2024 00:47:41] Empress: So. Was it worth it, your extended stay in Kepler?
[23.01.2024 00:47:43] Empress: Did you learn anything?
[23.01.2024 00:48:20] Crowley: I'll let you know.
[23.01.2024 00:48:24] [MFE]-Hans.von.Goeben: *chuckles* Did you get a nice dark glow and tan from your time there?
[23.01.2024 00:48:28] Lazurith: Scary place, that Kepler.
[23.01.2024 00:48:36] MNS-Cerradura: ?: Kepler... *shudders*
[23.01.2024 00:48:41] Lazurith: Storms that'll flay your ship in half.
[23.01.2024 00:48:48] Empress: Have you not had an opportunity to properly analyze whatever data you escaped with?
[23.01.2024 00:48:55] Lazurith: I went there, thinking it was going to be a safe place.
[23.01.2024 00:49:18] Lazurith: ...Rgh. Not gonna finish that.
[23.01.2024 00:49:32] Crowley: Oh, certainly. The data was interesting enough...however that data just winds up being the same. Radio-isotopes this, parts-per
[23.01.2024 00:49:35] Crowley: ...-million that.
[23.01.2024 00:49:46] Crowley: Some days were worse than others.
[23.01.2024 00:49:57] Crowley: Lots of traffic through there recently, oddly enough.
[23.01.2024 00:50:23] Empress: Must've been a disappointment. To overstay in Kepler, but have little to show for it thus far.
[23.01.2024 00:50:30] Crowley: I lost a remote piloted ship there not too long ago due to...issues.
[23.01.2024 00:50:54] Crowley: Kepler is, indeed, a strange and dangerous place.
[23.01.2024 00:51:11] Empress: M-hm. Don't have to tell me twice.
[23.01.2024 00:52:04] Crowley: I have a feeling we haven't heard the last of that system either.
[23.01.2024 00:52:14] Lazurith: What makes you say that?
[23.01.2024 00:52:24] Crowley: Just a...hunch.
[23.01.2024 00:52:24] Empress: Wouldn't miss it. I'd just make do with Galileo as the passageway.
[23.01.2024 00:52:31] Empress: Would want to get Ames' people out, though.
[23.01.2024 00:52:42] Crowley: [He grins to himself but it is not seen due to his face being covered.]
[23.01.2024 00:52:57] Crowley: Only 300 or so left on Ames last I checked. Hopefully they get out soon.
[23.01.2024 00:53:22] Empress: Three hundred copies of you, I suspect.
[23.01.2024 00:53:29] [MFE]-Hans.von.Goeben: *Hans silently squints his eyes, hearing this mysterious statement*
[23.01.2024 00:53:29] Empress: Scientists who aren't willing to miss that storm.
[23.01.2024 00:53:34] Empress: And they're willing to pay the cost.
[23.01.2024 00:53:38] Crowley: [He laughs.] Stubborn to the core. You know it.
[23.01.2024 00:53:41] Lazurith: Well, I was in there recently.
[23.01.2024 00:53:44] Lazurith: Uh, say.
[23.01.2024 00:53:50] Lazurith: There was this...
[23.01.2024 00:53:57] Lazurith: Uh, old nurse?
[23.01.2024 00:54:01] Lazurith: I couldn't read her name.
[23.01.2024 00:54:17] Lazurith: But she was a delight, and she kept talking about her grandson.
[23.01.2024 00:54:57] Lazurith: Erm... she went by... Reynolds... or something.
[23.01.2024 00:55:04] Crowley: Mmm, I think I know who you are talking about. I never got her name either. My interactions were luckily sparse with the...
[23.01.2024 00:55:08] Crowley: ...medical team.
[23.01.2024 00:55:29] Crowley: Except for radiation medication, that is.
[23.01.2024 00:55:30] Lazurith: Ah. Shame, guess you've totally missed me then.
[23.01.2024 00:55:47] Crowley: [He chuckles knowingly.] Indeed. T'would appear so.
[23.01.2024 00:55:50] Lazurith: I really hope she gets out.
[23.01.2024 00:56:26] Crowley: As long as the stubborn scientists peer into things there, I expect the medical team will need to remain.
[23.01.2024 00:56:54] Empress: Imagine most people left on there are in it for the long haul. It's either them or the storm that's going to give way.
[23.01.2024 00:57:01] Lazurith: Ahem. Right! The foolish scientists, who watch the deadly anomalies!
[23.01.2024 00:57:01] Empress: And for their sakes, I hope it'll prove to be the storm.
[23.01.2024 00:57:11] Lazurith: Man. Hate those guys!
[23.01.2024 00:57:26] Crowley: [He smiles at the mention of the anomalies.]
[23.01.2024 00:57:29] [MFE]-Hans.von.Goeben: *chuckles*
[23.01.2024 00:57:39] MNS-Cerradura: ?: Currious as I might be, but whats wrong with Ames scientists?
[23.01.2024 00:58:09] Crowley: They're either crazy, brave, or a deadly mix of the two. They want to push the boundaries of what is known regardless of what..
[23.01.2024 00:58:12] Crowley: ...happens to them.
[23.01.2024 00:58:37] MNS-Cerradura: ?: Ah, makes enough sense for me.
[23.01.2024 00:58:38] Lazurith: Sometimes you gotta pay a price for answers.
[23.01.2024 00:58:47] Lazurith: And personally, I paid a little too much.
[23.01.2024 00:58:55] Lazurith: Not worth it.
[23.01.2024 00:59:22] Crowley: Somtimes you just need to have the money to back up those checks you might write. To parlance an old phrase once again.
[23.01.2024 00:59:58] Crowley: Been reading some ancient Earth literature. Forgive me if my idioms confuse anyone. [He chuckles.]
[23.01.2024 01:01:04] Lazurith: ...Come to think of it.
[23.01.2024 01:01:25] Lazurith: I should've gotten myself in more incidents, to the point of losing a leg as well.
[23.01.2024 01:01:36] [MFE]-Hans.von.Goeben: *Hans looks at his watch* Ah, it's about time I dock and get the delivery done...*He puts the pipe aside*
[23.01.2024 01:01:42] Lazurith: So that I can finally achieve the right to tell people "it cost me an arm and a leg to get here".
[23.01.2024 01:01:52] Lazurith: Hah hah.
[23.01.2024 01:01:52] Crowley: Hah. Nice one.
[23.01.2024 01:01:55] [MFE]-Hans.von.Goeben: Wish you safe skies, folks. Stay frosty.
[23.01.2024 01:02:03] Crowley: To you as well, MFE.
[23.01.2024 01:02:08] Empress: Take care, Hans.
[23.01.2024 01:02:09] Lazurith: Take care, Hans. Thanks for the talk.
[23.01.2024 01:02:40] MNS-Cerradura: ?: Think I have lingered here too long.. best I leave myself.
[23.01.2024 01:02:48] MNS-Cerradura: ?: You all take care now.
[23.01.2024 01:02:49] Crowley: [The man in the cockpit stretches, the actuators in his suit whirring.] Same. I was just about to say the same thing.
[23.01.2024 01:02:59] Lazurith: See ya.
[23.01.2024 01:03:02] Crowley: I think I'll journey through the Taus.
[23.01.2024 01:03:08] Crowley: Been a while since I was there last.
[23.01.2024 01:03:13] Lazurith: Taus?
[23.01.2024 01:03:21] Lazurith: ...Hm.
[23.01.2024 01:03:21] Crowley: Mmm hmm, I used to live there for a time.
[23.01.2024 01:03:35] Lazurith: Let me guess... somewhere around... Java, maybe?
[23.01.2024 01:03:44] Lazurith: Or Ikky, perhaps?
[23.01.2024 01:03:52] Crowley: [He turns his head to the ship floating above the freeport.]
[23.01.2024 01:03:54] Empress: Ought to be fairly safe right now, with the Outcasts being focused on the Edge.
[23.01.2024 01:03:54] Crowley: Perhaps.
[23.01.2024 01:04:01] Lazurith: I was there a bunch of times.
[23.01.2024 01:04:09] Lazurith: Had this friend working for Starlight, she was a gem.
[23.01.2024 01:04:19] Crowley: What happened to her?
[23.01.2024 01:04:21] Lazurith: Man, I miss her something fierce.
[23.01.2024 01:04:31] Lazurith: ...AWOL. Likely dead by now.
[23.01.2024 01:04:44] Crowley: [The man grows abnormally quiet at that news.]
[23.01.2024 01:04:49] Lazurith: Aspen.
[23.01.2024 01:04:50] Crowley: ...I...see.
[23.01.2024 01:04:56] Rebecca.Harper: Ah...
[23.01.2024 01:04:56] Lazurith: Why. Did you know her?
[23.01.2024 01:04:58] Rebecca.Harper: Fuck.
[23.01.2024 01:05:09] Empress: Hello to you too, Harper.
[23.01.2024 01:05:19] Rebecca.Harper: Hello-
[23.01.2024 01:05:21] Crowley: No. Afraid not. Just sad to hear about the death of someone who you considered a friend.
[23.01.2024 01:05:26] Crowley: Tragic.
[23.01.2024 01:05:30] Rebecca.Harper: Well, won't say your name for OPSEC reasons.
[23.01.2024 01:05:34] Rebecca.Harper: But hey.
[23.01.2024 01:05:36] Empress: Much appreciated.
[23.01.2024 01:06:14] Rebecca.Harper: Anyway, hey doll.
[23.01.2024 01:06:18] Crowley: Anyway, I had best be going as well. Long flight to where I'm going.
[23.01.2024 01:06:18] Lazurith: Yep. C'est la vie, or whatever the Gauls say.
[23.01.2024 01:06:29] Lazurith: Take care, sir.
[23.01.2024 01:06:52] Empress: Safe travels. I'd keep a low profile, best not bump into any Outcast supply convoys.
[23.01.2024 01:07:03] Crowley: Sorry to hear about the loss of your friend. Doctor Harlow, by the way Lazurith...she will be missed.
[23.01.2024 01:07:12] Lazurith: I concur.
It would appear that my newfound friend has...disappeared.
I left Kepler after a couple of days of silence. No visions or messages...I wonder if it has spoken it's piece. Perhaps it is frustrated that I am not understanding what it is trying to convey. Perhaps my task is completed. I have not seen that strange...entity that showed it self to the Sisyphus either. Perhaps it does not recognize me now.
[The strange man ponders his words for a moment, the lights on his mask and arms flickering as if agitated.]
I have left Kepler--for now. It would appear that whatever has been reaching out to me for the past three years wishes me to find my own way now. I have no doubt that if I enter a place with one of these strange anomalies, I will hear or see something should it wish to "speak" to me again.
The strange Freelancer, Eternal Journey, has been conspicuously absent as well. I haven't seen or heard from them since they wished to speak in private all those days ago. All the better, I am not sure what to tell them if they are seeking answers...I barely know what is happening to me much less giving someone else answers they seek. All I know is something is reaching out. Maybe it's giving me information and knowledge...or maybe that knowledge was always there and all I needed was the access.
[He grows silent again. Clearly pondering his choices.]
I'm on a path now. A path that I know not the destination. However, I will stay the course...I have faith that all will be revealed in time...and if not, then maybe I will finally get the death that I so craved three years past.
It's funny how outside things change your perspective.
I decided to check out Omicron Delta for a spell where I ran into a couple of SLRC folks. Karl, Leo the engineer, and some other...individual. I remained stealthed just outside of their range and listened in. Karl got his degree apparently--finally--and Leo was working on getting his doctorates since Brad apparently promoted him to his second. Not a bad choice for a second, Leo is capable.
The third individual is questionable though. He sounds more Junker idiot than scientist. But...I'm sure Brad knows what he is doing. Certainly he knows better than I who is smart enough to handle the workloads imposed upon them.
[Crowley sighs.]
Anyway, Leo departed shortly after a large Nomad cruiser appeared and literally sat on top of him stating that he needed to send of scans of the vessel. I questioned whether or not he was just scared shitless by the giant warform sitting on top of the old March--now named Infinitum--gunboat. The cruiser left soon thereafter, heading past me for Theta space and who should arrive but Eternal Journey.
It had been a spell since I saw him last. We talked very briefly before he disappeared again. If I didn't know any better, I would say he was avoiding me.
[For the first time, some of the lights on his mask flash a deep red. His head twitches slightly before the lights return to their normal cyan color.]
I'll have to catch up with him later I guess...he still hasn't told me what he wanted to discuss all those weeks ago.
Anyway, the night ended with others chasing Nomads around the system as always ends up being the case in Delta. I had intended to retire to Freeport 11 but decided to take a brief flight over near the Pi jump hole...and who should I run into but...myself.
A Core individual claiming to be Dr. Sailas Montgomery materialized near the jump hole and ordered me away as research was ongoing. I left the area without any violence and left this "scientist" to his research...puzzling considering I know who Sailas Montgomery is, and that wasn't him.
With the recent revelations in Omicron Delta, I've decided to relocate my core operations from Freeport 11 to that of Barrier Gate in Coronado. While this puts me close to a particular group that I consider frenemies, it also puts me fairly close to Kepler where I might be able commune once again to get some kind of message from my friend who has been so quiet as of late.
The silence vexes and confuses me. Why go silent now?
[Once again, the lights across the suit flash a deep red for a moment.]
I reached out to the pilot of the Eternal Journey to meet me at my new base of operations. Enough traffic goes in and out of this place to easily obfuscate their arrival and departure. I'm hoping whatever we have to discuss is important enough for all this trouble.
Someone discovered me out in Kepler. I was at the Prophet anomaly, attempting to listen for my friends call. During that attempt, this Freelancer showed up and began asking about what I was doing. I tried to ignore him, to continue reaching into the anomaly to listen, to hear, to draw out the visions. The Freelancer wouldn't shut up, he kept insisting that I tell him. I turned my full attention to him, still reaching out across the anomaly...I lashed out at him. It's hard to explain that feeling of reaching out across the vacuum of space. He began screaming a few seconds later while frothing at the mouth.
His ship began drifting. I made an attempt to reach out to him but he was as silent as the grave. I hurriedly towed his ship back to Ames, citing a medical emergency as I approached the station. They found he had died of an aneurysm--and a massive one at that.
[Crowley, so normally composed, stands and begins pacing back and forth in front of the recorder.]
Did I kill him? Did he die of natural causes? Is it merely circumstantial that he died right then?
[He pauses in front of the camera, staring into it for a few moments.]
I spent weeks observing the powered armor. I had locked it in a diagnostic cycle to see if anything was out of configuration. I was out of it's confines for the first time in months. At first, I felt exposed. Like apart of me was missing. Every experience, even a breeze, felt like it was amplified a thousand times it's normal volume. The armor's high frequency adaptive neural skin receptors no longer directly interfacing with my nervous system and allowing instantaneous transfer of information. No communications being relayed directly into my mind. After a time, my nervous system settled into it's normal rhythm and I began to finally relax. For the first time in months, I felt normal again. Like myself...like the Director.
...but I'm not that man anymore. Maybe I'm not even Crowley anymore...maybe I'm someone else.
[He rubs his hand through his thick greying hair atop his head and smiles.]
Even something as simple as raking my hand through my hair is something I've missed...
[He glances to the armor hanging in the background. He turns back to the camera, his eyes looking downward away from the camera.]
Perhaps I've become too reliant on it? The technology is advanced and even I don't know what half of it does.
[He pitches forward, leaning his chin on his thumb and finger, thinking intently.]
The visions have all but stopped and I haven't seen any of my visitors as I once did. Perhaps something has changed?
[He ponders for a moment longer before nodding to himself as if coming to a decision.]
I think I will leave the armor here in it's diagnostic cycle. Allow it to really be thorough on analyzing itself. In the meantime, I'll venture out into Sirius again and see what is happening. The fact that the visions have completely stopped, as well as my unusual visitations has me curious. Something must be happening.