Pascal's Digital Journal

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Entry #5:

9.2.737 A.G.S

Well, this could be bad...

I was about to add a liquid to this substance I'd found, but I received a call out to the Tau-31 system from Madame General. It was an honor, really, to be rallied by a General and not a Captain of sorts. I leaped into my ship and took off.

I met with a Kusarian Women at Outpost Holoman. She kinda reminded me of the women I'd met on Indochine. I decided to not say anything though, could have been bad to bring it up.

I may have offended her though. We had found the BIS agents we'd been sent out for, stalking the tradelanes as usual. The moment I saw him I cried out "Ew! I smell Sirian Scum!" which unfortunately meant her too. I didn't have time to explain or apologise as the 'Judge' started to run and I chased after him.

It makes me wonder, what really is a Sirian?

Because, she was fighting for the Gallic Navy, but she was still Sirian born. What does that make her? In the end, they too are fighting for the Crown, so who am I to stand here and insult them from afar for 'not doing the right thing'. I think I'd better apologize, but then there's that voice in the back of my head, saying "No no, she signed up for this, she should have known what was coming."

I hate Sirians.

P.S: When I returned to the Cardamine samples I had, they were gone. It took me a moment to realize that perhaps this stuff isn't just some form of engineering powder. I still have one canister left though, I'll be sure to ask some questions about it.

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