Entry#: 059
Date: 08 - 01 - 818 AS @ 20:22 SUT
Title: Uh-oh.
The trip to Malta will have to wait. It seems someone found out about the Maelstrom who really didn't need to know. That someone also went and told a swathe of other someones about it, who then went and told the Liberty Rogues the location of their own cruiser and its new owner. Bastards.
So then the Rogues sent a pleasant "please explain" to me at Rochester. Wasn't any point in lying at the time so I just told them exactly what was going on.
To my pleasant surprise I'm allowed to keep the wreckage to myself with some restrictions on operations including but not limited to assisting the Rogues should they ever go to war with anyone. They sorely overestimate the abilities of their ship, but whatever. Important thing is they aren't going to come and get it.
As a result of the general drudgery of the Junkers discovering my warship their attitude towards me has changed slightly. Seems having more firepower than the entire Junker faction combined makes people agreeable. Additionally to that I've received requests to offer my destructive services from the Congress on the behalf of the Junkers of Yanagi in Sigma-13.
I'm heading out to where we left it earlier with the intention of bringing the cruiser back to life and hauling it back to Vieques with some flowers and chocolate for the blokes living there.
I've sent a bulletin out stating that I might be interested if I get certain things my way. Little Sakura, who is asleep in my bed, still needs to find new owners. The poor thing's been horribly traumatised from losing her parents in an attack by Xeno ships in Colorado. The bastards simply don't care if they kill a man, a woman or a child. All the care about is what House they come from. That's one element of their movement I won't ever understand or condone. She does seem to get along with all of us quite nicely, she's really well behaved despite being exposed to the laddish henhouse the Alsatia has become lately. Writing all this up makes me want to keep her on board. She's such a sweetheart, that girl.
Putting that aside, the proposal I sent back to the Congress asks for a Kusari ship to be procured for me in exchange for services provided. I need to be able to get us onto the surface of New Tokyo so we can start looking for some of Sakura's family. That itself will be a mammoth task as nearly every speck of land on the planet is covered in urban sprawl. Locating a single house in the labyrinth of streets and laneways would be akin to finding a particular M10x60 bolt in the Jersey scrap field.
Luckily for me Perque and the boys just sent me their latest report... and a fat invoice to go with it. All this nonsense has left me short of expendable credits.