Evangeline Anastasia McDowell

[Bazza]

Entry#: 020
Date: 10 - 09 - 817 AS @ 21:06 SUT
Title: Going home...

After leaving Rochester with supplies I flew more-or-less non-stop all the way back to Omicron Alpha. I keep breaking my own record - it now stands at 122 hours and 37 minutes from clearing the Rochester docking bay to receiving docking permission from the goons on Malta. Looking back I don't know how I managed to take a full fortnight to do the trip.

A couple hours ago I received a rather unusual communication whilst in Tau-37. It was a guy I never heard of from Trafalgar Base back in Bretonia, he called himself Taffic and is part of the logistics team. How he tracked me down is known only to him and I dare not ask. Never had a logistics team when I was there, either. Things must be going pretty well for them in that industrial wasteland called New London. He mentioned that I'd become a stranger at the station. I can count how many times I've gone back on one hand, so he's certainly not wrong there.

I think it's time I finally introduced Misaka to mum... and I suppose "come out" at the same time. Unavoidable, really. She'll find out sooner or later anyway, the Junkers always have their ears to the ground, especially for information regarding one of their own.

I'll have to run the Kusari Navy's blockades in Tau-31, nothing new really. Dumb bastards will be too busy polishing their decorative swords and I'll just float past giving the lot a 1-finger salute.

Then there's the issue of the fact Kusari aren't exactly welcome in Bretonia... that's going to take some smoothing over. And the Corsairs likely won't be too pleased to see the Alsatia either. Seems I've made a lot of enemies in the wrong places.

Setting course for Bretonia.

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