*As she switches the log on, some of the interior of the 'Cinquedea', a Montante class Borderworlds gunship becomes visible. It does look a lot tidier than her apartment on Glendalough, screens, datapads and weapon fixtures can be seen at the walls. A laugh from Elena kicks off the log.*
Quite funny, now that I got my needs covered, you know, talking, no writing, I actually -feel- like switching you on and telling stuff I've been through. Before that, it always had been some sort of 'Meh, I should, I want to, but it just takes so damn long to write one down'. No offense, of course.
*She pours some of the liquid she is currently drinking into the glass she has justed downed before switching on the log.*
Don't worry, this isn't what it looks like. I've sworn to drink no sort of alcohol under any circumstances as long as my pregnancy goes, but hey, who said alcohol-free Rheinbier was forbidden? It's called 'alcohol-free' for a reason. *She demonstratively takes a sip from the glass, laying her feet onto the console.* Ah, this stuff truly sets me up. You know, I don't exactly feel the need to visit my home in Rheinland again, but some imports of Rheinbier from Planet Stuttgart are always an option. Still tastes exactly the way I remember it ... and even the alcohol-free variant tastes -damn- good!
*She strokes her hair back a little.*
Thing is, I wouldn't have switched you on again if I didn't have some interesting stuff to tell. I was bored, so I decided to let some time past while hanging around outside of the Freeport in Omicron Delta. Yes, -that- Freeport ... the one that tends to go 'boom' from time to time. Don't ask me why I'm actually staying there from time to time, I don't know it myself. Freeport 8 in the Sigmas probably would be a better and safer location to lend an apartment. But what you gotta give this place ... interesting people come and go there all the time, and as it's technically a no-fire zone around there, you can pretty much talk with everybody under friendly circumstances. Even with the Commune.
*A slight grin appears on her face, which she quickly hides by pouring more Rheinbier into her mouth.*
Yeah, that's right. I've met this guy again, Bassam Hussaini is his name. A very sociable and talkative man, however not talkative enough to tell me the things that interest me about the Commune. From time to time he acted ... well, kinda weird to say the least, citing some verses from tales I got not a single idea about. Still not hundred percent sure what he wanted to tell me with this sh**. Anyhow ... in the end he even offered me to meet each other somewhere else, Freeport 10 I think it was. It -would- interest me to learn more about this guy, after all he seems to play a big role in the Commune, but I know well enough that this would be a very, very, -very- dumb idea. I gonna have to think about this carefully. Not to mention the others wouldn't like it either.
Well, at one point he left, instead others came around, Order vessels, members of the Archangel Fighter's Club. *She sighs for a moment* And then -this- guy. I truly didn't expect him to show up, like ... of course I did so, but not -that soon-, Jesus Christ! And for f***'s sake, I still don't even know his name. *She does a little pause, thinking about her words* Okay, this is bugging me far too much than it actually should, but still. Why is this actually bugging me so much? My curiosity again..? Yeah, must be. He seems like a nice person, that's it, one I'd like to get to know better, but ... hmm. *She shrugs* Doesn't seem possible.
Goodbye now, I have to take a nap, seriously.
*With a slight yawn, Elena shuts down the log again.*
