Taking to the cockpit after a long hiatus can be tiring, and today's day was full of activity.
Sneaky Core Orcas trying to sneak past our defenses to gather intel was the least of our problems.
So we met up with this pilot Isabella Martinez, who was talking rather strangely, and without sense.
Commodore Tainer insisted that she showed signs of being infected. The good Commodore is a good
agent, but he is too paranoid. I sent her for a scan, and the results showed negative for infection,
as I suspected. But another thing, she is mentally not well, and I don't think she should be flying
out in the dangerous space of the Omicrons.
Here comes a Corsair into the picture. I've not met a Corsair for a long time, and a Benitez showing
in Minor was a surprise. Turns out, he was Isabella's...lover...maybe? and was looking out for her.
We'll watch her for a while just to make sure she's no harm to anyone, then give him in Aaron's care.
It's rare to see love and care these days in the Edge worlds, does something to you, deep inside...
*sighs*
Oh and, Commander Raoul, I intend to see you following up on that Vendetta, in the fashion
of a true warrior from Crete!