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Elena Voigt's Personal Log - Byron - 01-20-2017

PERSONAL LOG - ELENA VOIGT - 01/20/824
Dear Lord, that was one of hell of a ride. Seriously. I wouldn’t have thought it would be so freaking deadly after all. Well, but let’s start from the beginning.

You know, when the Officials tell you there is going to be some Nomad activity in Colorado, you just can’t stay in the bar on Trenton and do nothing. After all, I’ve never seen these beasts before, so I decided to hitch up my sleeves and go in for the ride and have some fun.

There was already a huge gathering in Colorado – there were even some dudes from the Hellfire Legion present. I hadn’t thought we could cooperate that well to be honest, but at the end of the day, we did. Because we had to in order to survive that.

What started as a simple hunt (well, I was pretty overchallenged already at that point, but hey, I didn’t die) soon became a struggle for survival when we chased a retreating Nomad army through an unstable jump hole into a completely uncharted asteroid field. It soon became total horror when Nomads appeared en masse. Many of my fellow adventurers died, and I didn't think I would come out of this alive. When we finally made it out through another unstable jump hole to Inverness, our size had been drastically reduced.

Well, it was a pretty fun ride, and not bad for my first encounter with the Nomads I would say. But now, I’ve really got to go to Trenton, I'm in serious need for another cocktail.

RE: Elena Voigt's Personal Log - Byron - 01-25-2017

PERSONAL LOG - ELENA VOIGT - 01/23/824
Finally, today I’ve found some proper work to do. Well, let’s say work that got me paid in the end – you cannot call that Nomad hassle I described above “work” in any way. As I watched how I slowly ran out of money, my employee came exactly at the right moment.

After having a nice chit-chat with a buddy of mine, Sarah – better known under her callsign “Chrysaelis” -, we met a Gateway trader who was willing to pay us for escorting him on his trade route (which was quite confusing, to be honest).

Of course scouting ahead can be dangerous at times, but how should I’ve known that New York (which we had to pass three times) had turned into a chaotic warzone that evening?! I had been looking forward to, you know, meeting some small pirates on the way to shoot down, but it didn’t work out as I thought. West Point had been blockaded by the Hellfire Legion – which I really didn’t want to meet (let’s say I’ve got some problems with these guys), and an Outcast fleet was moving towards Norfolk – they together had wiped out the whole Libertonian Navy or forced it to retreat.

Still we managed to survive – though with a really close encounter at West Point -, and at the end of the day, I didn’t get paid badly at all. Finally, I’ve got some more money to play around with. You know – weapons, equipment, maybe even a new ship, and let’s not forget about a good ol’ drink at Trenton.


RE: Elena Voigt's Personal Log - Byron - 01-27-2017

PERSONAL LOG - ELENA VOIGT - 01/27/824
The thing I really don’t like about Liberty is that its officers, especially the LSF, are partially very corrupt. Today, one employee of the “Liberty Security Forces” – who had a very weird callsign by the way – halted me to have a look at my ship. Well, he found the datas my onboard computer had acquired while fighting these pesky nomads I had encountered a week ago. He seemed to want me to hand it over – without any money, can you believe it?

As far as my knowledge of Liberty laws goes (to be honest, they aren’t that good, but I’m really tired of reading through all that legislation blah blah), my computer hasn’t suddenly turned into contraband just because it recorded data about that fight on the 20th. So I refused to give it up without a good amount of money, luckily the officer wasn’t a very aggressive one, I think I would already be in graveyard if I’d met someone else.

I’m really going to sell my data card off to the next dude I’m encountering. I’m tired of running into problems with corrupt Liberty officers for now…

[+]Communication Log 01 with LSF Officer

You know, after all this trouble happening, I actually wanted to look for some work. Escorting a poor little trader for a few million bucks, nothing more. What started as a simple attempt to get a job from an independent Zoner transport ended in a very long and very deep philosophical debate. I didn’t even have a clue I was able to speak about such topics like life, death and afterlife, but the Zoner was indeed quite able to. Though I seriously didn’t understand everything he spoke about.

Now, I’ve got the choice. Either, I’ll spend the rest of the day thinking about the conversation with the Zoner – he just called himself “Amon” -, or I just could go to the bar on Trenton and forget about all of it. I think I will choose option 1 though, seems somehow important to me. Although I doubt I am a "pure soul", as he tried to tell me.

Damn, and I thought I knew what life was all about…

[+]Communication Log 02 with Zoner Captain

RE: Elena Voigt's Personal Log - Byron - 02-01-2017

PERSONAL LOG – ELENA VOIGT – 02/01/824
Unfortunately, there wasn’t much happening lately. Just doing one escort here, one hunt there, nothing too special. Although I’ve finally decided to grab some new ships to play around with, more precisely a Montante Border World Gunship – to be honest, I pretty much copied Sarah with that decision, but hey, I don’t care. I also made a small holiday trip to the Omegas to sell my old rusty Raven’s Talon on Freeport Jamaica – erm, Freeport One, I mean of course – to replace it with a shiny new Series Z Sabre Model. It looks so damn aesthetic, especially with the Rheinland Engine I added on Alster in Hamburg.

Well, the last days weren’t all boring actually. Yesterday there was some kind of action near Manhattan – as always. You know, there’s a reason why I prefer to stay in Liberty most of the time. After having a chitchat with Sarah – again! I don’t know who of us is the one stalking the other -, we got into contact with a nice and gentle (…) Liberty Officer who hired us to track down a pirate. This dude, Lt. Drake, really needs serious help because of his aggression problems.

After we had chasen down the criminal, an argument between said Lt. Drake and one of his colleagues arose. After that talk, I’m wondering how bad the atmosphere in the 5th fleet actually is. I'm so glad I don't have any commanding bosses telling me what to do...

[+]Communication Log 01: Hunting the pirate

[+]Communication Log 02: The following Drama


RE: Elena Voigt's Personal Log - Byron - 02-04-2017

PERSONAL LOG - ELENA VOIGT - 02/04/824
As I’m typing this, I decided to take a vacation to Luxury Liner Hawaii in Sigma-19. In the next few days, I’m getting things settled so I can travel to the Edge Worlds once and for all. It has been a long dream of mine, and now, it finally will come true … feels weird, somehow. And scary, to be honest. I mean, there are crazy things happening, and I don’t know whether two women will be so welcome there. Atleast I’m not going alone. Yep, Sarah’s joined me again. This is going to be a hell lot of fun!

But first, let’s see what happened in the last days…

First of all, I had the pleasure to meet Amon again – the Zoner Captain. Although we didn’t have such a heated and long philosophical debate this time, and God, I’m thankful about that, it seems to me he has some kind of skeleton in his closet at the moment. He really was a lot more frightened than last time, and I’m wondering why … especially as he didn’t want to tell me. Guess I’ll have to do some research the next week to find out what the hell is going on with him.

[+]Communication Log 01 with Amon

Yesterday, I had a talk with Sarah again, but I won’t put the Log in here … mostly girls stuff which wouldn’t interest anybody. Except that I found out what "Chrysaetos" actually means - well, it's Latin for a bird called "Golden Eagle", one that populated Earth back in the Sol System. Also, these lines were silly enough to include them in my Log:

[+]Sarah stop being so stupid, please

So instead, here’s the escort mission we did after that. Wasn’t much pew-pew, but rather more talky-talky, but I’m perfectly fine with that. Better to earn money doing nothing than getting killed. Also, the Transport Captain was quite a good company and very talky, something which makes my job a lot more fun. The escort is also the reason why I’m currently in the Sigmas, as the destination point was the Luxury Liner.

[+]Communication Log 02: Escort Mission

Now, we will see how things will be going in the next week. I’m already looking forward to talking about crazy fun stuff like aliens.


RE: Elena Voigt's Personal Log - Byron - 02-07-2017

PERSONAL LOG - ELENA VOIGT - 02/07/824
Finally, I’m back in Liberty again. To be honest, I’m quite happy about it, I’ve really missed New York and its sometimes weird people. Not to mention it’s usually rather safe there, atleast nothing compared to the dangers of the Edge World, as I now know.

Still, the trip to the Outer Rim of Sirius was a very entertaining one, and an experience I’m glad I decided to make. Probably, the most entertaining part for me was to have such good company, as Sarah really helped me to stay concentrated and not panic. Yes, I have to admit I was kind of nervous when we entered the Omicrons. You know, about the whole stuff that could have happened to me there, beginning with getting shot down in a matter of minutes. Also, she seemed to have some good info about where the best bars in the Omicrons are located. And god, it felt good to drink something, even though it wasn’t much, again after my latest attempt to be dried out.

Luckily, nothing too dangerous happened to us, quite the opposite, space was pretty much empty when we jumped in. Which I was happy about to be honest, as we also crossed Corsair territory, and seriously, I don’t want to meet these guys anytime soon. Still, we managed to have a look at some really majestic ships, like an Order battleship. On top of that, we visited the damaged Freeport 11, a very interesting sight, especially with three Zoner Carriers guarding it.

The most breathtaking thing was the scenery, though. You’d never be able to see anything like it in House Space I guess. All the nebulae, stars and asteroid fields, especially in Omicron Kappa if I remember correctly, really had a mysterious and somehow alien look. I mean, Kappa looks like a freaking wormhole! What else do you want?

Through a lucky incident, we were able to jump directly from Omicron Delta back to Texas, using an unstable and high-energetic jumphole we had picked up on our long-range sensors. All in all, this journey won’t be something I forget anytime soon, and maybe I will continue my exploration attempts there, but for now, I have to rest for a few weeks. When I looked out of my cockpit back in the Omicrons, and saw all these ancient wonders before me, I must say I began to fundamentally question life again. Man, I definitely have to sort out my mind soon, but this time probably with a good glass of wine on Trenton.


RE: Elena Voigt's Personal Log - Byron - 02-14-2017

PERSONAL LOG – ELENA VOIGT – 02/14/824
So … where should I start? Oh yes, today’s Valentine’s Day, the day for all the loving ones. The day itself has been rather boring for me yet, but over the course of the last week, I’ve met quite a few interesting men. It’s like … there hasn’t been anybody who I was really interested in for years, and now, I’ve met multiple ones in a couple of days. I mean - what the hell is going on? Either I’m just dreaming … or I’m incredibly lucky. Whatever it is, it’s a hell lot of fun!

First of all, there’s John Armada, he really seems to be one of the few exceptions to Liberty Navy’s golden rule: Don’t be communicative! Never! As we had a very nice chat while doing some patrol in Liberty a few days ago, we didn’t really shoot or kill much. Some flirting was done here and there as well. Must admit I was probably the one who started it, though.

[+]Communication Log 01 with John Armada

Also, I had the pleasure to meet a trader called Jordan Dilsinki a few days ago. Really a sympathetic man with a nice charisma, and it was a lot of fun to relax together with him in the mining fields in Pennsylvania. And what a good cook he is – he even made some own chocolate to gift me today!

[+]Communication Log 02 with Jordan Dilsinki


RE: Elena Voigt's Personal Log - Byron - 02-17-2017

PERSONAL LOG - ELENA VOIGT - 02/17/824
So, yesterday I had a nice chitchat with the Navy, with John Mayer and 5th Fleet Admiral Sader to be precise. Now, I know there are some Officers around that are actually talkative in some way, but I’d have never imagined I could have such a long conversation with them – you know, wit them being “busy ‘n stuff” all the time. But they just seemed to hang around above Manhattan, chilling and really doing nothing at all.

[+]Communication Log 01 with Navy Officers

Also, I’m wondering what the hell is going with some of the dudes in Liberty. Now, of course I know there are a lot of weirdos around, but first, it is really rare to find such weird dudes in the Navy. And second, I’ve never met somebody in my life who – and I’m not kidding - asked me whether I want to be bumped. I played it cool, but now, I’m not too sure what I shall think about this weird encounter. Maybe it’s just the best to try to avoid him the next times…

Something that worries me as well is what is going on with Sarah. Because nothing is going on apparently. We usually talk to each other on a daily basis since we’ve met one month ago or so, but a few days ago, these conversations suddenly stopped – and I haven’t seen her flying around Liberty as well lately. I’ve already asked some people who could know what she’s been up to, but sadly, no success for me. If this is going to stay that way and I don’t get any answer where she is, maybe I will request her being put on the missing-persons list. For now, I just hope I will find somebody who can give me some helpful information.

RE: Elena Voigt's Personal Log - Byron - 02-22-2017

PERSONAL LOG - ELENA VOIGT - 02/22/824
Luckily, I’ve been able to find Sarah again lately. She was in quite an irritated mood, though, as she told me she had talked to a guy called Jared Nomak, who is supposed to be the Overlord of The Commune. It’s still not an excuse for not saying anything to me for a week or so, but at least, I now finally know what was actually going on. Well, it appeared Sarah was seriously on the brink of falling for this guy and running off with him. And if I think about it, I can be goddamn thankful I’ve found her before she possibly made a wrong move. But I guess everything’s alright again by now, as she slaughtered two Commune members right after our talk. Definitely relieving to see this. Still though, she hasn’t been the same since her return.


[+]Communication Log 01

Yesterday was also quite an interesting day. Well, if you define my Sabre being wrecked all over the place as being interesting, that is. Me and my friends had made a deal with a Zoner called Kyu Akibara, who needed protection while searching Magellan and Galileo for Hacker installations. First time my ship was hit hard (although through a silly move from my side), but thank God, it could be quickly repaired on Freeport 4.
After this, Nick, Sarah and me decided to have a look at Kyushu, where a Nomad incursion would happen soon. That was where things began to go really bad for me, constantly having like four squishies on my six. I think we lost in the end, but I’m not sure as I had to retreat before the battle ended, or I would have been literally torn apart.

I guess it will take a few days to get my Sabre back into space again … oh my ... I’m already looking forward to the repairs.

RE: Elena Voigt's Personal Log - Byron - 02-28-2017

PERSONAL LOG - ELENA VOIGT - 02/28/824
So many things happened lately, both positive and negative ones, that I won't be able to list them all here. Neither I want to, to be honest. The question rather is, why the hell do I actually write these logs that bring all the bad thoughts of mine back to my mind?

First of all, it should be mentioned I am now part of a mercenary group, called "The Forlorn Hope". It's been a great experience so far, without a doubt, being able to fly with Nick and Sarah together more often, but frankly, I can't be so happy about that right now. Because I messed a lot of things up...

One thing that I messed up are my relationships for example. For a while now I've been looking at how Nick tried to flirt with me, definitely showing some interest towards me. And to be honest, I was enjoying our chats really much, as well as his overall company. He's a nice man, one of the few exceptions to the overall weirdness in Liberty. Still, I don't think anything more than a more or less deep friendship will ever be between us, and that's what he doesn't understand I believe. On the other hand, I've got myself into the flirtation with him, so only I can be blamed not making it clear enough who I would choose in the end ...

... and that's John Armada. He's still the one I'm admiring, and that won't change. Him I met as well yesterday, but it was overshadowed by the fact I messed up once more - what a surprise, right? I really didn't necessarilly have my lucky day. This time, it was about another friend of mine, Iona Taylor, researcher of the ORG. I got quite verbally aggressive towards a police officer when he went to chase her out of Liberty, as I had heard many different Navy officers allowing her to stay, therefore I judged the actions of the police as unjustified and simply wrong. Doing this - especially offering Iona to help her -, I gambled with the reputation of the Forlorn Hope and its others members, an act I feel deeply sorry for.

And it's a reason Nick will be shouting at me even more. I deserved it though, I guess. Playing with him like he is a toy, and messing up that way, he's got all the reasons to be upset about me. In fact, I feel so ashamed I cannot even look into the mirror anymore without an urge to vomit. Anyways, while I don't know what will be coming in the future, I do hope our friendship won't break apart just because of it.

Oh, and side note. I visited an ancient Nomad installation, went on board and saw it was inhabited by humans. Interesting, right? I thought so! On other days, I would go so much more into detail about how awesome this adventure was, but right now, I just don't feel like it.

God, I'm done...