Evangeline Anastasia McDowell

[Bazza]

Entry#: 062
Date: 18 - 01 - 818 AS @ 08:43 SUT
Title: Well...

You wouldn't think moving a ship as big as a Scylla class cruiser would be terribly easy.

But, I have yet to run into any opposition what so ever on our round-a-bout trip to Bretonia. The odd fly-by Rogue or other miscellaneous pirate who were merely hunting for potential easy prey and that's it. No issues from the lawmakers or anyone else for that matter.

Just the way I like it.

After leaving the moon where she had been hiding, we omitted the stop over in Puerto Rico and instead headed directly for Dublin. From Humboldt we flew to Kansas, a desolate system that is only technically under Liberty control. Using the considerable bank of information stored in the Alsatia's navigational computers we located and made use of the jumphole to the Magellan system.

From Magellan we flew through the Barrier nebula to the next jumphole in the journey, which dumped us in the middle of one of the many fields of toxic waste and other debris left over from the Industrial era of Leeds' development. Using the cover the poisonous cloud created we hopped cross the Leeds system and found the last of the jumpholes for our journey, linking Leeds to Dublin, located within another of the waste fields.

The long days had of course taken their toll on my crew - flying up to 18 hours at a time with sleep the only reprieve knocks you around a bit. Kana and Fumika were in the middle of a heated lovers' spat when we reached the edge of the Molly Asteroid field. I ordered the escorts recalled into the Alsatia, and with abated breath the two heavier ships entered the mine-infested gauntlet that harbours the Mollies.

Using information I had been previewed to a long time ago, I located the only mine-free passage into the heart of the field. The route was in some places only a few hundred meters wide, and although I tried my best to avoid it, I did manage to trigger one mine.

If Misaka had been close to sleep before, she most certainly wasn't after that blast; and probably in need of new underwear as well. I sure was. The mine shook the Maelstrom up a bit, but the shield generator I had installed did it's job wonderfully and the Maelstrom's integrity was uncompromised.

Misaka, right on queue, hailed me down and asked me if I was alright. A few bruises and scratches from being thrown around the bridge by the blast were all the physical harm I bore. Most of the damage was to my pride.

After that excitement was over, the rest of the gauntlet was passed without major issue. As expected I was hailed, rather haughtily, by Arranmore's tower and although although it took some explaining and quick thinking I was able to avoid being terminated. The Rogues I had originally contacted regarding these weapons I was hunting down had, luckily, let the leaders of the Mollies know I was coming.

I am now back at the helm of Alsatia, parked along side the Maelstrom inside the clear-zone around the station and preparing to retire for a well-earned rest. The job of earning my keep at this base starts tomorrow.

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