Our route was quite peaceful, we were questioned only once in NB, by a patrolling battleship, but we were so nice to not carry any contraband, as we aren't smugglers, and we told so to the very polite captain of the patrol.
Our new position at <<Encryption code #ROCCIA PERDUTA#>> may will become handy in the next period to supply bases, and aid the congress once again, as I plan to do so.
Flavia and Rusty were today very playful, they made a nice big whoop-de-doo in the cargo hold. Kids...
Today the MCC was surprisingly stable, even so, I was more then upset when I realized, that this damn thing was recalibrating the fly control, meanwhile Flavia was running some diagnostics. Flavia states that's totally normal behavior and gave me a nice explanation, engineer talk on it. Don't know, for me it's strange, such as Flavia's reaction. She talks lately as "we". Who? Next time I will command her to go for a medical treatment. We spent a lot of time out there, and that can make one....
I guess, we are going to spend more time with salvaging, it was always her favorite hobby, Mentioning it, we had some nice catch today:
- medical sensor parts
- a book, paperback, amazing thing, shame it can't be read, maybe few pages
- a hunting rifle, laser, from around 544 a.s. or so, I like it so much
- various low quality alloys and gadgets (sometimes the SIMAR is too precise, I've already told Flavia, but she shrugged only on it)
At all, I'm pleasant with our finds and profit, If we can keep up this trend then I shouldn't worry much about my retirement (even if it won't be an early one).