==CAPTAIN'S LOG==
==DATE-MAY-6-818 AS==
==LOCATION-LIBERTY SPACE-ABOARD THE MAVERICK.V==
==BEGINNING LOG==
*Bret wakes up from his sleep and looks over at Vixen sleeping peacefully....Bret carefully sits up and walks over to desk..and presses the *Start Log* button....
Bret:...Ohhh...what a night........Well...I finally gave Vixen her gift....she loves it....and I confessed my love to her.....ohhh...that was a tense moment......its seems....she had same feelings for me as well.......I couldn't believe it.......When Eva finally un-docked..we decided to head back to liberty space and found out the heat had died down....Eva took us to this Rogue ship I had never seen before....While she dry-docked beside the vessel....Vix.....came over to my ship...Oh..We...we had a very..long talk...
*Bret looks over to see Vixen roll in the sheets...Her fur showing in the dim light of the notepad..Bret makes a slight smile*
Bret:...I hope one day...one day we can live together with the people of Sirius....freely.....We got to a point in the discussion.....What if we had a child.....What would the name be......Vix came up with one that still.....grips me to a tear in its beauty....Licentia.....she said something about it being an old Sol phrase....meaning....Freedom....that's what she told me.....
*Bret leans back in the chair.....and takes a deep breath..
Bret:....I want her to be happy...I'll do whatever it takes to do so....I see that this is a new road for me...for us....We can make this work....we will walk freely among all the people of this place....one day....
*Bret turns off the datapad...lays back down on the bed...rolls under the covers and holds Vixen close....
Bret:...........One day.......
==END OF LOG==
-"If we do not learn at least one thing a day....Our minds turn to stupor"- Kyle Sparrgrove -2005
==CAPTAIN'S LOG==
==DATE-MAY-7-818 AS==
==LOCATION-LIBERTY SPACE-ABOARD THE MAVERICK.V==
==BEGINNING LOG==
*Bret wakes up from his sleep and looks over at Vixen sleeping peacefully....Bret carefully sits up, pulls on one of his ragged shirts, and walks over to his desk..and presses the *Start Log* button on his datapad...
Bret:......Ohhh...where...where to begin.....I-i..I really don't know what to say...The gift I gave Vix...the other day...somehow reduced in size......she now wears it on a chain around her neck.....It-it suits her....I think....our first attempt at meeting each other last night....didn't go so well......Note to self...do not go into Iota...We finally met up at the Sigma 13-Honshu gate.....we flew our ships into Tohoku...Oh god what a sight it was.....Vix said the structure was called 'Heaven's Gate'.....If it wasn't for the Wilde pilots...we would've stayed longer......
*A tear starts rolling down his face as he remembers the moment of entering Alaska*
Bret:...We...Took a short cut.....through Alaska....I didn't want to....but it was the fastest way to get back to New York...I only glimpsed back at the station...which held me for those 3 years.....where I was created...We....we got out of there as quickly as the engines would take us.......
*Bret turns his chair and looks at Vixen resting peacefully....He wags his tail in appreciation to her company....then turns back to his datapad*
Bret:...We met up in the cloud....where I waited until she got back from Manhattan...That place...I feel so safe...so secure...it feels like a blanket wrapping around me..in its warmth....She came aboard....and...and..........God I hope Eva didn't rig that......plastic......thing....she told me to use...just in case....ugh....That thing tasted awful when I tried to open it with my teeth......Is it like this for....everyone's first?....I-i-i....I don't know...........She says that the odds for our to species to.....what was that word she said......um...oh....procreate...were slim...but even so...I wouldn't...I wouldn't care.........Being at her side is more then enough for me.......She.....She's given me...a sense of strength......I-i never knew I had....I could never be able to repay her kindness...in which she has shown me.....
*Bret turns off his datapad and lays down on the bed neck to Vixen......He lightly kisses her cheek....and whispers something inaudible into her ear......then wraps his arms around her and returns back to sleep*
==END OF LOG==
-"If we do not learn at least one thing a day....Our minds turn to stupor"- Kyle Sparrgrove -2005
==CAPTAIN'S LOG==
==DATE-MAY-9-818 AS==
==LOCATION-LIBERTY SPACE-ABOARD THE MAVERICK.V==
==BEGINNING LOG==
*Bret sits alone on the bridge of the V...hands clasped while looking at the reports from the past few days... Bret:.....Captain's Log.....May 9th.....Days in space....159....For the past two days....nothing of real importance to report....Aside from the Congress of Junkers accepting me as a Probational member....Things are going well with the crew.....Morale is good....both ships are functioning as well as Mr. Ilo can maintain them...He's gonna hate me for having to put him in charge of three ships soon.....From Miki's reports....Our profit margin has dropped but he has told me that it is within acceptable levels....Jenson is still his quiet self and that is fine for me.........
*Bret stands up and walks to the nearby window....looking at himself in its reflection......He turns his body from side to side...pondering Vixen's request....
Bret:....Would I really look good in a suit?.........I don't know......Black?....Doesn't suit me....Gray?.....Ermmm....Maybe not......Blue?.....Possible.....White?.......No...That's for parties.....Pink?......Oh by the love of scrap I hope not!........I'm thinking of asking Vixen to be a member of the crew.....Her presence has helped me overcome several hurdles in recent time.....She has her own ability to pilot that Kusari ship of hers.....So I don't see any reason to deny her access to the ship......I'll discuss this with the rest of the crew..and see what they think....
==END OF LOG==
-"If we do not learn at least one thing a day....Our minds turn to stupor"- Kyle Sparrgrove -2005
==CAPTAIN'S LOG==
==DATE-MAY-10-818 AS==
==LOCATION-PUERTO RICO-ABOARD THE MAVERICK.IV==
==BEGINNING LOG==
*Bret slowly walks alone on the bridge....slowly moving his hands across the consoles of what has been his home for almost half a year...
Bret:.....Captain's Log.....May 10th.....Days in space....160......This will be my final log as Captain of the Maverick.IV....as I am now being hunted by the Liberty Forces for defending the one I love......I am handing over complete control this ship back to its original owners...Jenson and Ilo.....I have also asked Jenson to take my place among the Junker Congress...For I know if I stay among them...Then they themselves would become targets for housing a fugitive.......I do not regret for what I have done..or what I may do....What I do know that I will be taking the V now as my new home.....I'll be heading to Edinburgh...and look up the Gaian group known as the NLH....
*Bret heads to the main doors leading from the bridge....and turns around.....looking for the last time....at was once a place of great times...and good memories....*
Bret:....I know that they hate those who target ones who disturb nature....as I myself....was a product of those who willed to alter nature......I am glad to have met all I have so far....and wish that they may lead safe lives....without my involvement.....
*Bret takes the elevator down to the docking bay.....and walks to the shuttle parked in the bay....*
Bret:...I am leaving behind a crew in which I not only come to learn from...but have come to respect and care for.....I do hope that we may meet again....
*Bret closes the door to the shuttle and disembarks toward the Maverivk.V parked alongside the IV.......He looks back one last time....toward the rusting hull of his former home....
Bret:...Good luck.....My friends....
==END OF LOG==
-"If we do not learn at least one thing a day....Our minds turn to stupor"- Kyle Sparrgrove -2005
*Jenson stares at the monitor watching the repairs to the outer hull.....the fight from the Ronin still fresh in his mind...
Jenson:...Acting Captain's log....Date is May 16th 818 AS.....Despite what our Captain did in the past week...all attempts to make contact with him have failed.....We've only heard...from other pilots...Including Miss McDowell and Miss Vixen...That he has been captured by the forces of Gallia...We did receive the message about him needing help...and so far...we have not been able to gain many people to help save him...The Congress itself is almost powerless to do so....Despite all that I have said and pleaded...Mr. Crow refuses to put forth ships and Pilots to help one of our own.....
*Jenson rests his head on his palm.....and continues to watch the repairs...
Jenson:...Even so....I cannot do much more then ask for help from the people of Sirius to help in our cause.....I fear...that if we do not act soon....We may be too late to help him....All we and the crew can do now....is hope....and pray.....
==END OF LOG==
-"If we do not learn at least one thing a day....Our minds turn to stupor"- Kyle Sparrgrove -2005
*Ilo watches as the planet of New Tokyo...begins to fade into the distance.....He opens up his bag...and pulls out his datapad...*
Ilo:....Date is May 22 818 AS....The offensive in Tau 23 was something I do not want to relive.....Thank you mother for sending me to the Kusari academy....I'm glad Father helped to pay for my training with those classes under the KNF.....I hate these senseless tactics by the ones who were supposed to be in charge of the defensive matter in that system....If it wasn't for me helping to take command of the fleet....they would have lost entirely....
*Ilo taps his fingers on the armrest on his seat....and rests his head in his other hand...*
Ilo:..Then again...I have done my service to the Emperor...I do hope news of what I did does not reach Mother's ears....I am glad to have fought with those I flew with.....I honor those pilots who died for the empire....But even so...I do not think what I did will change the fact that I am a Junker.....And I do not think the Emperor himself would pardon my actions....
==END OF LOG==
-"If we do not learn at least one thing a day....Our minds turn to stupor"- Kyle Sparrgrove -2005
*Jenson walks along the catwalks of the ship...pulls out his datapad and begins typing the weeks events....
Jenson:...Acting Captain's log....Date is May 29th 818 AS.....The weeks have been quite uneventful....Morale though is stable and we have continued our routes....Meetings with the Congress have also been uneventful...The XA still cause problems around Rochester....and moving the Congress barge has been a weekly event.....Not much to add to this log....maybe something will happen for the crew....other then that...we will continue our daily routines...
*Jenson puts away his datapad and continues his rounds around the ship*
==END OF LOG==
-"If we do not learn at least one thing a day....Our minds turn to stupor"- Kyle Sparrgrove -2005
*Jenson sits in his quarters....looking at the news from around Sirius....He then grabs his datapad and begins typing*
Jenson:...Date..May 31st...818-AS...Well...today was rather eventful.....Not only did we finally get Bret back to safety...but we were threatened by a pair of....possibly mentally disturbed pilots...They demanded that we...'kill'... Bret for being who he is...They claim to be on the side of good....I say they are nothing but murderers......If it wasn't for Eva McDowell...the ship would have most likely suffered major damage....We will be passing this along to the Junker Congress....and the NLH...they both need to know what has happened....
==END OF LOG==
-"If we do not learn at least one thing a day....Our minds turn to stupor"- Kyle Sparrgrove -2005
*Ilo lays in his quarters....his datapad laid before him*
Ilo:...Today...I have seen something I wish did not exist.....6 Pirate gunboats.....against one LN cruiser.....It wasn't a fight it was a massacre.....an Unhonorable fight indeed...I will say that this needs to stop....This unprovactive action is....beyond words...
==END OF LOG==
-"If we do not learn at least one thing a day....Our minds turn to stupor"- Kyle Sparrgrove -2005
*Jenson sits in usual chair at the helm...the seat where Bret usually sits...empty....Ilo and Miki sit in their seats keeping an eye on monitors and equipment*
Ilo:...I'm really not enjoying having to patrol the Omega 7 system due to these Junkers pirating cargo ships and miners... Miki:...Mi tu....Bhut wi cent du anyting else till den....Wi hev tu shtop dees idut junkers frem ruiening da reputeightion of dah congreass... Ilo:..I know that...Just not enjoying the empty dust clouds here I guess....We did catch that one junker who was firing upon Hessians.... Jenson:...JDog......I am not to proud of what I had to say to him.... Ilo:..It can't always be Tea and good conversation Jenson.... Jenson:...True....I just hope we can stop these attacks with us being here....Some of the IMG still are cautious of us here...But we have no choice... Miki:...Wi dhid have a nishe talk wit Mish McDowell though....
*Ilo turns in his seat and looks at Jenson*
Ilo:...You really think we should resign from the Congress?.... Jenson:...I don't know....But some of the actions within the Congress themselves have been....Questionable... Miki:...Wi dhid tell does guysh nut to haul all dhat Cardi.... Ilo:..That's their own fault for not listening to us.... Jenson:...Madam McDowell has respected us though.....And she did warn us of this when we did join....I don't see any reason of working with her....
*Ilo pushes his glasses up and leans toward Jenson*
Ilo:...Even with the actions Her and Her have done?...
*Jenson turns his head towards Ilo*
Jenson:...And what about "Our" actions in helping her those few times?...
*Ilo turns his seat back to its original position*
Ilo:...You make a good point..... Miki:...Wi ghut another shiep on scanners....A Neo|Viking?... Jenson:...We'll let's see what he has to say...Think they may want to barter?... Ilo:...Maybe...
==END OF LOG==
-"If we do not learn at least one thing a day....Our minds turn to stupor"- Kyle Sparrgrove -2005
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