Date: 2 July 820 System: Omicron Alpha Location: Planet Malta, landing bay. Topic: Past memories.
Home sweet home. If just the memories would be as sweet. Every time I step on the soft ground of Malta - the bitter link with my cardamine addiction catches me. Six years, and still I haven't found a satisfying solution for an alternative drug to compensate the addiction. Even the the experiment of Professor Campbell didn't free me from it. Today, I had this very special moment where I swore to myself, that I'll try everything - and won't rest - until I'll defeated it for good. Cryer shall be my last hope. I'll have to put all my trust into them.
Furthermore - given that Cryer's DNA repair will work - I've planned to upgrade The Narcotic a very last time. It really needed a full repair and ship part exchange anyways. It almost hit the 300 days mark already. The Narcotic has made many steps, and this will be its last. From a simple Sabre, to a Camara freighter class, Borderworld transport - in the times I had my shop running - followed by the Democritus then this Cutlass bomber, my loved Scimitar, now the Zoner prototype gunboat which did cost me over two billions production costs. And finally; it'll be heavier, larger, stronger and better than ever. It'll be a "one-of-its-kind-boat" of which only children dream of. It'll not just be a simple upgrade of my current boat, but something completely new by the looks of it.
Together with the freedom I shall have, I will put all my savings into this last investment. There's nothing to lose for me when the DNA test will fail anyways. So I see it as wise decision. However, for me it was clear where "The Narcotic" will get her final dress. The very same place where it was born - Valetta Shipyard.
For this special request, I did even contact the Council of Dons, in order to get their approval of having The Narcotic remaining an Outcast vessel - at least from the outside. Anyways. Malta. Feels good to take a deep breath of maltese air.