Carrie Dababi - Diary

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Title: Not feeling to well

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I'm feeling awful today. I keep coughing and this enormous headache. Not sure it's because of those pills, since I don't have them anymore. But the headache is just getting worse by the minute. Feeling really tired too, today. I guess that is one of the effects when I don't have those pills. Not like today is a day that I'd like to remember either.

I was talking with Alice in the meantime. I really don't know what to think of her. She seems to care about me. But I've had enough people I barely know saying that and then resulting in something completly different. We were talking about things, heh, already forgot what we were actually talking about.

First some annoying mendolorians herrasing me, because I was flying around in the Greyhound. Just trying to get away from things and then you get this. Well I managed to fly away from them though. But then some stupid group of bomber found it funny to blast at me. Man, this Greyhound is giving me so much trouble. Well I tried to run at first but they kept on my tail. I couldn't just do nothing now. So I returned fire, heh them calling me a coward. I'm not a coward! Well, just when I was finely getting them a little off my back some Navy pilot arrived, Jacob Beumont. Couldn't really blame him for opening fire on me too as the three bomber left.

No way I could beat that pilot, he kept me pinned all the time. So I tried to ran a few times, finely succesful. I ran off to that Junker base in Texas. I did some minor fixes to it and went back to Rochester. This Greyhound is cursed or something. All it gets me is trouble. So time to get go to Jake in the Guardian then I guessed.

Once arrived at Rochester I got the Guardian and went for Freeport 2, where Jake should be waiting already. I asked him to meet there to talk about what I should be going to do. Along the way I saw that same Navy pilot that shot me, luckly not giving me much attention since he was engaged with some other vessels. I quickly took the jump to Bering, although when in Bering I saw two people fighting. I don't know why I sticked around and looked at them. They both pulled off some impressive moves. Then some other guys came out of no where. They started to help the other guy, I couldn't let that erm... Freelancer? Die there. I mean, I'm even sitting in a Navy ship. I asked if he needed help. A obviouse curt answer in return "yes please".

It seemed the Freelancer was with those Navy vessels back in Texas. They were also heading our way. I tried to not say to much. Also being fully concentrated in not getting Aleesha's ship too messed up. When the Navy arrived the guys we were shooting ran off. I felt relieved when the shooting finely stopped. But as soon as it ended it started again. The Navy ran into a Hessian Destroyer or something. Yelling for assistance I charged the systems again and helped them out. Resulting into the Destroyer being neutralized in the end.

All the fighting and I guess the adrenalin rush, made me feel completly awake again. When I headed back to Freeport 2, I remained silent to the Navy. Trying to not get noticed as I docked. Not sure if they noticed actually. As I flew back the headache returned more then ever.

Its funny I only remember being happy to see Jake again, he was really worried about how I looked. Next thing I know is that I woke up on the couch in one of the Freeports quarters. Found a little note on the table.

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Hey,

You passed out, I didn't really know what to do.
So I just layed you down on the couch.
You should go and see a doctor.
While you were sleeping, I had a call and needed to go,
Sorry about that I'd have stayed but it was urgent.

~Jake

Great I passed out. I can't even remember what we talked about. oh man, I'd wish Connie was here, that I could talk to her about all this. Not that I can send her a message now about the Order or Alexis, now that she's with the Navy.

What am I going to do now?