Claes Leslie, -Commanders Log

[Hidamari]

Entry #1039
Date: 05/12/819
Subject: Lots of stuff-

Well where to begin... lots of things happening in such a short space of time, unfortunatley still shadowing it all is Sophia's comatose state, the doctors aren't sure when she will wake. sometimes I wish we never went to that place, everyone is still bent out of shape from it in some form or another.

We have a new ship, La Falange D'oro, the wreckage of a destroyer given to us by Martino Perez of the 101st, it looks like hell if im honest but I cant help but feel the same as it in some ways, an outcast amongst outcasts. that ship will be restored, mark my words.. and it will shine brighter than any of the Maltese navy vessels out there.

Which brings me to my next point, where the hell are all the junkers. I've got Esteban looking for them, Im looking for them, Camilla is too, Henrique should be too. He better not be skiving, I put him as acting tenante in good faith that he wouldnt let me down.

As for the others, they are all doing their best not to eat all the nuclear mines on the battlefield still, If they would show up to training they may actually learn something, rather than thinking they know it all and opting out of it.... More like they are opting out of their skin the way some of them fly.

Ive had more messages from the head of the family, saying how proud he is that ive become so well known around Maltese space. Of course it was followed by the same usual crap about you know what, this time he is trying to pursuade me to have something called a Oocyte cryopreservation operation performed... Him and the other family members are really desperate and its actually sickening to see them sucking up to me just because I got a little renown under my belt.

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