I am wildly laughing over myself while recording these words. Do you know, what stupid thing I've done for last year? I bet, you don't, so let me tell you what happened yesterday during a bit more unusual patrol than before.
For first, I wasted a lot of time to find an officer with proper high rank as "Darkness" requested. I can't understand, why he or she would need a recommendation from such a high-ranked officer, starting from Major. Why not commandant or, at least, captain? Nevertheless, I must say, somebody was persistent to deliver my request to admiralty. Commodore sent me a letter with the phrase "Send it to the Wedjat. Take care". Well, I was surprised to see carefree behavior from High Command, but he gave me what I needed and I can assume, commodore Storgen was aware of my plans regarding "Alisia".
But what happened during the patrol? I and lieutenant Oliver were extremely careless to come close to the planetoid in Tohoku and open local transmission to assure ourselves about residents there. We received nothing, except several messy shots from Arch's turrets. That little fiasco forced us to continue the route towards Nampo cloud and Ryuku outpost set deep in the cloud to stay invisible from local naval forces or even worse. One dragon looked quite nervous and told me raids on Arch is always a dangerous task for them. His words reminded me of the fact I've seen the Arch once - a couple of months ago when the Order agent told me that planetoid causes fear and horror. Now I understand, that was ultra-stupid action and I should be better and more careful over there next time.
Recently, the fresh spatial dimensional rift is the main topic of the discussions on the Carthage. Several days ago Blood Dragons request for personnel aid in the Tohoku and High Command dispatched one of their Osirises not far from the anomaly to track for possible nomads activity. I managed to visit a battleship personally and I must say, Order battleships are way-way smaller than Gallic mastodons and more stealth-oriented.
The other side of the jump hole looked like I have never seen before - insanely dense asteroid field and void. Navigational systems haven't found us on the map that says I have left the Sirius sector. My scanners spotted an object vaguely resembling a Gallic Royal vessel, but I wasn't so brave to come closer and check it myself.
Finally. I received a message from the Wedjat and it is no surprise for me they can't help me with catching data for "Alisia". From what I know, Dave Bossuel should be in Bretonia at this moment, so I can try to ask him to do a little favor.
Several months in Omicrons and finally I got an order to return to the Gallia space on my good old "Alisia". And it's been several months since I met Juliette last time.
Wedjat did good work with implying their operating system with some tasty options to hide digital identification perfectly and I can fly anywhere just like an ordinary royalist. Overwatch protectorate says I must pass mandatory medical checks every three months, so I'll fly over Omicrons once again. This entry will be short and the only thing I can do now is wish myself luck.