To: Laz Sender ID: Rebecca Harper
Pfft, hard-earned, we both know only one thing was hard in that joke of a fight, and it certainly wasn't the fight itself.
Still, maybe, just maybe you have a point.
Definitely should still kick his arse though.
And no, don't worry, I'll be fine, I'm probably the one out of the old crowd who ended up doing anything exciting or dangerous after the war. You just keep an eye on Levan, I might have linked him the article and he might be having a bit of panic over it right now.
To: Laz Sender ID: Rebecca Harper
Uhm, painful as it is for me to admit this, there was an... unforeseen complication.
I'm fine before you start worrying, I-I just... did something stupid while I was angry, and considering who was involved, yeah... it'd be wrong for me to not tell you, but, I just don't have time to go over it right now, and I promise you it's a serious reason.
Look, just, whatever you hear, please just understand that's it a complicated situation and I swear once I unfuck my current problem, I'll get around to sorting that it's just...
I'm sorry you're probably going to get dragged into this and I'm really sorry I've got such a stupid damn temper.
To: Laz Sender ID: Rebecca Harper
I... lost control is the short version.
The longer version is complicated, but I'll try to condense until I have more time to explain.
I went to Baffin looking for one of the guys from my squad or cell or whatever you want to call it on Leeds because he went dark a few month backs and nobody had heard anything from and they were worried.
He had a hard time adjusting to... how things ended I guess is the simple answer, and the fear was that... he, uh, you know or got twisted up in some cultist nonsense.
Anyway, my last lead was Pueblo Bonito, and it was there I picked up Levan and Yoshiko's ships on my scope.
I actually thought it was my lucky day at first...
Anyway since I assume Levan told you what those two were up to, I'll skip ahead to the bit where I figured my best way to get them to snap out of it or at least slow down enough to answer a few questions so I could at least getbsome damn idea as to what the hell Benito's deal was.
So after seeing I'd be waiting a damn long time, I noticed the Kay's airlock was open.
So I thought I'd EVA over to the Kay, stand on the hull for a second, give Levan a wave before dropping into hold and hoped that would have gotten his attention.
Only thing was, as I was about halfway to the Kay, Yoshiko's Stilletto suddenly burst forward and the engine wash blew me off course and I lost hold of my PDA for a second.
I saw my life flash before my eyes, and I was so damn scared there for a second, I honestly thought that was going to be the end until I grabbed the PDA at the last second before it drifted out of reach.
So yeah... once I'd used the autopilot to summon my ship over to me, I started seeing red, at the time I thought they'd just tried to kill me and I was furious, angrier than I've ever been.
So... I trashed Yoshiko's ship pretty bad, blew off every gun, the shield and even the thruster, flare dropper and the mine launcher.
Even that much wasn't enough to get just five damn minutes of time.
Oh I should probably add that I somehow hit the comms and sent them back onto local channels.
Anyway I overheard some of the shit they said and that didn't exactly help with how bad I lost control at that point.
So I fired a few warning shots at the nose of the Stilletto, I guess somewhere along the line that I underestimated the power of the cannons.
So long story short even the canopy cracking around them wasn't enough to get them to stop, until one of them smacked their head off it, and at that point the cracks were so bad they finally came to their damn senses.
They ended up EVA'ing to the Kay, I shouted a little, they shouted back, I didn't get any of the answers I needed and Kimi brought me back to my senses after they left.
Look I know I fucked up and I really am sorry, this entire mess with Oz has me all over the god damn place and it never would have gone that far otherwise, I swear I'll fix this but right now for all I know the clock could be ticking for Oz.
And I'm even more sorry you got dragged into this with all the other shit you have to deal with.
I promise I'll do whatever I have to fix this once I figure out this Oz situation.
Because of this little incident, now he's fucking off from Freeport 14 off to God knows where. He doesn't want to see either of us ever again.
I don't know where he is. I don't know where he's going. I am EXTREMELY sick, and you end up doing brash things while I'm not there to calm you down.
...I'm going to try and drag myself around to the nearest clinic before my brain implodes in on itself. Just... take care of your business, and try to stay away from him, please. He is really scared.