Tales From The Deadcat

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Login 819.10.08-4

Ship: Firefly
Members on board: Carl Bergmann, Luci Tomori, Kaylee Norton, Nolte, Natalie de Sonne, Dr. Zaius Cornelius, Schrödinger

A new entry after a long time...
A lot of things have changed, a new ship, a bigger crew, and we now are members of the TAZ, as we wanted.

This is a crazy universe - one day some people shoot you down - next day you earn millions cause of being friendly. But we live and prosper.
So one day we were able to fly to Cambridge, where we found this wonderful old firefly transport on a junkyard, rotten and rusty you may say, but we saw it, and more important: we saw Kaylee´s bright eyes. She looked to this old ship between all the other wrecks, showed her nicest smile, and then we knew: this would be the new one.
I mean, she´s the mechanic, so she has to say first what she thinks. Next the pilot then, but Luci also was fascinated by the machine itself, so at least we had to buy this one. The Name had to stay: the Deadcat, and as it is a real big one with a lot of holes everywhere, we hired a cat for hunting the mice wich lived here in masses and gave her the name "Schrödinger" as she is or is not (there/alive/in a good mood). She is a very individual lady and all time we have too look for her before we close the gates.
There was a lot to repair before the first start and we also built in a better hull armor and one of the best shields. Then some cannons were needed (we searched a while for the most martial looking stuff to avoid others to engage), and some kind of arrangement for our wants and needs. Okay, our cabins were less than small, i can´t stand inside mine, and i´m the captain, but we have a wonderful galley, every chair comes from a different planet or station. As well as some of us know how to repair a ship engine - there were some of us who know how to find things if you have no money. And we gave the last credits for the new ship and a first haul.
But nonetheless it looks really smooth, some red, blue, and green kusari lanterns give a nice atmosphere, also there is enough space to play basketball in the cargo hold.

More and more we specialized our trading on things needed in the outer omicrons, our most beloved places cause of the still lonely space there. The ship has a perfect ability for it´s size, it is hard enough to handle little fish and fast enough to outrun the bigger ones using countermeasures and luck.

Then, some time ago, we had made a deal with a trader on Primus, Mr Tertius Cornelius. He´s someone, who knew my father, so he treated me and my crew as friends, I was surprized though, as he invited us to little party. We were curious what would await us, but then it was a party i only can say: i never will forget.
There i met Dr. Zajus Cornelius, a member of the well known Primus Science And Nature Institute of Primate Nation. He worked there as medic as well as a specialist in knowledge of human behaviour. We had a nice discussion this evening, and when the party ended we were leaving as friends.
So it came, that we often visited Primus and Dr. Cornelius again. And when he asked me for a place aboard, he was more than welcome: as a friend and our medic. But he is more than this: he´s the best maker of banana flips ever, we´re addicted.

Now there was only one little issue: we were Zoners but we had no home. We were visitors on all freeports, sometimes seen as friend, sometimes only tolerated, but we were never free to stay or to go. As much as we as crew became a kind of inner circle we needed some bigger one to join in. A place to make parties, to meet friends, and lay down with the feeling of freedom and peace.

As it would be logical to join the OSI if you are mostly in the outskirts, we all wanted something different. Logical they do in Rhineland, it´s obviously not that kind of behaviour we need around.
So we searched, spoke to captains and heard about the TAZ. This was different, so completely not that, what we were, as we had no robes nor a goddess. Also we sometimes saw their funky ships, with all this blingbling - nice, really nice.
So we knew where to sail, but how to do?
Never we met someone in Baffin, never elsewhere. Sometimes you can think, Sirius is an overcrowded struggle but if you want to find someone, you can search for all time without success.

So we sailed on and on, here and there. We made a fantastic journey to Gallia, through the small way in 80, to give Natalie a chance to meet her family again. She had never seen Gallia again since she was on the Deadcat but her younger brother Francois had sent a transmission to some zoner freeports asking for someone who heard about his sister. We met him on planet Marne, where he is working for the Council now. He is not only a nice and friendly man, Natalie was different from this moment on, less aggressive, less bitter. And she has already broken with the Gallic Gouvernment, she is becoming a free person.

But then, a few days ago we met Mr. Richard Cole. He is a friendly man and helped us on our way to the TAZ, so we had a chance to ask. And now, today, all others are sleeping, the autopilot is humming, and the engines work in the eversame rythm, i am sitting on the pilot´s place, looking into the stars - today i can write: we did it, we are now members of the church Of Eris Esoteric, popes with nice looking robes and amulets. So we now are really temporary autonomous as we have a home, if we need one.
And so now everything is - Kaylee would say: "shiny, capt´n, all shiny!"

Yes that´s all for now, i could write a book about whom we met and where, but there is no need for now. Better i learn to fill in news more often, i think.
So good night, log, and if we get lost and someone finds this: we were happy before...

So, one last banana flip, only a little one...
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