Diary of Jir So-Kinh

[Jir So-Kinh]

...datapad opened...
...date: 12/1/823...
...Entry #5, Morning...

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It took me some time to realize that I have changed, being no longer a plaything. I've become something more, something more pelicular. I've become someone. Someone.

My place of seclusion close to the Liberty Space in Coronado had been violated by some other pilots. Jared knows it. And yes, these were ex-Core offshots, Auxesia. Oh, in these busy days I've already made two enemies within their ranks. Stone and Faulke. Huh, looks like I'm good in making friends. Seeing how Jared had to withdraw yesterday after prolonged fight between aces, I had to withdraw as well, less battered than Jared.

It was my first time I've been to Drake anyway. Seeing no other opportunity, I took the gate. I felt I had to. But then, expecting some fire or anyone else that would attack me. It did not happen, at all. Why? These strange ships, they ignored me. They were frowning upon, but ignored me. I could feel that, their anxious yet reserved attitude to me. They were red on my radars, yet... nothing have happened.

Except for few ships here and there, Drake was empty. Or it was supposed to look like that. Hm. Yes, that strange feeling I had, mixed up awe with uneasy feeling of fear. Yet... The system was magnificent, except for it being quite average for a system within Barrier Rim. I can't even recall if it was within The Barrier, or it is already outside it. It does not matter. I finally took that Alien Gate, my past sanctuary.

I have a feeling that I need to return to the gate soon. To stop and think, in complete silence. To meditate and calm down.


Update: I need to check who are these Slaver Union guys. I could swear I had seen their IFF markings on my hud once or twice. Long enough to notice the name.

...end of the entry...
...datapad turned to sleep mode...

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