Esteban Alvarez, 75th

[Ander_K]

Haven’t written for awhile, since my New Year vacation I’ve taken to go skiing, I’ve no contacts with squadron members except Camilla and Horacio. And the most disturbing thing is absence of the Comandante, Camilla states that, according to her information Comandante had faced some problems and wouldn’t be available for some time. So I have to take a responsibility for squadrons logistic and finalize that deal with the Junkers Congress concerning supplies for La Falange D’oro repair. Congress ships have no access to Carthagena Shipyard and I’m not sure that our request to grant them access to Omicron-81 guard system will be fulfilled. I made an attempt to establish staging point for this delivery, but it seems that owners of Albion Light ignored my request, so we’ll have to use Valetta, though it’s pretty busy and probably will cost me a lot.
Though all these cares are trifles compared to a gift I’ve received that day from a great Guardian Spirit. The routine patrol through Kusari space and Taus turns out to be a crucial moment of my life. Never see anything that can be compared to a magnificence of guardian spirits.
My search in Bretonia space wasn’t successful; I’ve found only a dormant supply depot. This looks like a cruel joke on me, but I won’t give up. As I’ve finished with this delivery problem I’ll leave to Magellan and try to search “east” borders of the Barrier. I’m sure that I’ll have every prospect of success this time, to see what was hidden for centuries, to touch legacy of guardian spirits; and return to see Comandante back in business, to make myself at home at some stateroom aboard La Falange D’oro.