[Date: 01/13/824 A.S.]
[Personal log of John Blackwell: #012]
[Title: War.]
Recording.
Ah... Alright.
Things have been going- Good I guess. As good as can be.
Shipments to Corinth are coming in with good speed, but we need to be doing more to get this job done soon enough.
I've been flying the KF and escorting people back and forth. Had a few dangerous encounters, but all in all it's all going well enough. I'm sitting here at Ames now, resting a while.
The Core has been pushing on Omicron Kappa hard. They had the system locked down for a time. It seems this isn't going to end peacefully.
It's not the most pleasant situation... But at least we're doing what we can.
Umm- Also of note...
I was flying the old Foxdust, hauling to Corinth, when I met this guy in a big ship. He was an Auxesian agent of some sort- Quite an interesting fellow. He agreed to escort me. He seemed reasonable- Supported the Zoners in our plight, here.
Along the way, we had quite the interesting conversation. He knew more about the Nomads than I did, and we discussed what was known- And what was all theory. It was quite enlightening- And for once, it was nice to meet someone with a less... Brutish opinion. What he said confirmed my theories- Humanity has most likely encroached on their territory, and they are only fighting to protect their home. Wherever that may be.
We'll see what tomorrow brings.
Tomorrow, we go to fight back. For better, or for worse, I must do what I can, when the time comes.
