Okay okay, as always I exaggerated a bit about the situation. Luckily, John is all fine again, just a few scars here and there which are there to tell a story of danger and injuries. Medical treatment nowadays seems to be faster than I had expected, at least for military personnel. Anyways, I'm glad to see he's alright, I already imagined far worse things ... months of coma and such crap.
Still though, I can't help but think of this event as a reminder, a reminder that bad things can crawl up on the horizon anytime. Doesn't make me feel better at all. But I guess John is right again about it - I should enjoy the time I got, and not worry about what -could- happen - cause a lot -can- happen. But most of it never does in the end.
Also, I met a very interesting person today, a pirate called "Raider". From the beginning I knew she wasn't exactly as badass as she tried to act, and in notime I got her telling me about her failed life and why she's become an outlaw without really wanting to. I must be honest, I kinda began liking her ... she's a poor soul after all, waiting for a rescue to find out of the dark. I'm keen on doing exactly that, and I already convinced her changing her transponder and reputation sheet to something more ... publicly accepted. Yep, I'm definitely looking forward to meeting her again this evening ... she seems like a person who is fun to hang around with ... as long as she doesn't act the badass pirate, that is.
Furthermore, I'll have to do some research on a certain Freyja Beck of the Order. Shouldn't be that hard, considering I got some very good contacts for that.
I feel like everything's going fine again. Question is ... how long will it stay that way? Or is it just me who makes it look that way with my maniacal-depressive character feature? Bah, don't wanna think about it right now.
