[Checking Anti-Virus: Clear]
[Checking System Fragmentation: Clear]
[Captain's Log - Date: May 16th, 823 A.S.] [Commander Matthew Hemlock]
So far, no sign of this Reaper fella. I guess he's steering clear of the Bay for a while. The incident is still fresh for the guys, and Reyes isn't looking too pleased either. I figure it's only a matter of time before I have to inform the crew of the situation. They deserve to know, but I just don't know how I'm going to pull off a reveal like this. It's just so far out of my comfort zone. Maybe it shouldn't be about how I feel. It should be about them.
We're packing up from Atka. Moving further into the Sigmas to a remote Hogosha station called Takkinai. Not even Ishimoto could get the name right, or so he thought. My home is that with they will look the other way if I offer them enough payment, and not disclose our location to the Navy, or Reaper. We'll pick up supplies from the station and head out for the deeper Omicrons tomorrow. Lord knows Reaper is probably hot on our tail, following every possible lead he can get his grubby hands on.
I'm going to try and break the news gently to the crew. Whether they toss me into an escape pod is another matter, but from what we've been through, I know they'll make the right decision. I just wish it didn't cost us four of our crew. Reaper's men were aiming for killshots, I just know it. Nearly half the crew fell to those heathen's gunfire. I'm just thankful that it was just the four who actually died. I don't know if I could handle half a crew gone. I'm just not ready for that kind of loss.
Out of habit of putting recent stuff in my logs, I heard from my contact aboard the Freeport that Reaper has struck at her to get to me. I feel ashamed for this, but I am thankful that it wasn't a member of my crew. Her superior, a 'Santiago' character, has expressed his deepest condolences for the loss of my four crew during Reaper's attack. If only all Maltesians were as polite as he was. During the live comm with him, he wouldn't quit with the oldish gestures and language. Seemed like he was straight out of the old knight and horseman movies.
I just hope this damned conflict ends soon. As far as I know, it seems Reaper is hell-bent on capturing me and the Bay. However much I love my crew and would happily give my life for theirs, I hope he comes back. Not to attack my people with a hit squad of LSF agents (or was it Navy?), but to actually face me 'mano-e'mano'. The next time we meet, he is beyond saving.
Also, before I forget (because I know I will), the passcode for my personal safe is 3827. I know I'll forget this, so I'm putting it here as a reminder for when I go through my things.
