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[Captain's Log - Date: July 6th, 823 A.S.] [Commander Matthew Hemlock]
I know I haven't been keeping a good log of what's been going on lately.. Seeing as how I'm the only one reading this, barring from the AI who scrubs my systems for threats, I'm not entirely sure how well these things will be of use. Regardless, I'm going to make another log here and now, just so I can dump a few things down for future reference.
The Bay is still in Sicca. The unusually intense ion storms that have raked Sirius are still sweeping across the Colonies. Trade had halted, and the war is technically on hold. I don't know of anyone dumb enough to fly headfirst into this hell, and I'm certainly not going to try. There are a few reasons why I try to keep myself going, and charging headfirst into ionized particles isn't one of them.
I'm currently held up on the Freeport. I've heard word from Millianne that Chase is doing well, as well as herself. Haven't heard much from Cathy, at least not as of late. She sent me a message a couple of days ago saying she'd found an old collection of photos stored on her personal drive. She sent me a few copies, mostly of her and I at the spaceport on Los Angeles. Gave me thoughts as to just how much I think of her as more than a friend.. She's like a daughter to me, and I'd hate to see anything happen to her.
On a different note, Ms. Cross appears to have awoken from her coma. Seems she's also become a mother of two, instead of the one I was told about. I wish her the best of luck. Raising a kid while flying for the Order ain't a pretty job, and it sure as hell isn't easy raising one to begin with.
Guess here's a good enough place to end this log as any.