Handsome here. I don't know if this message will find to you in time, but, you know, I know you good enough to know that you're probably cruising through house space again. If I'm wrong, well, the message will probably get lost or whatever. However! Sweetheart, I was just at the Beaumont Spire to leave that Junker guy a little present. I tell you later about it. Well, and then I got that invitation, more or less. Today is a big party in Bretonia, in New London at the Island of Skye station next to the planet. I mean, maybe it's a fun thing to go there, right? And if it's lame, we could just go back to my ship. This time the Corvo, so, it's a bit more comfy here. Also, still have some nice stuff here in the cargo. You know, probably better stuff than instant-tea and baked potato plates.
So, ehm, I guess I'll fly back to the Omicrons in an hour or two and return back to Bretonia after duty. I hope to see you around here or, you know.
And for god's sake, Maren, the damned safety belt or I forget myself!
-Captain Handsome
Best lover 823 A.S., according to himself
Also a bit close to the camera
but just for you!