Logs: CPW-Stilat

[Y'berg]

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PIETER VALINSKY
PERSONAL LOG

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Personal log, 11th of August, 827.

Well... We've launched.

Maxim wasn't happy about me leaving for a 6 month mission and frankly, the thought of not seeing him for such a long time twists my entrails. I told him I was thinking about of passing this command, carreer be damned, but he told me it was stupid to think about it. I guess he's right.

The crew seems to find their place pretty quickly, I've seen a couple plans for off-duty assigments, and I'm looking forward to get to know them better.

I've already known Tichy and Burror. Dubov already set up his little operation in one of the empty cargo holds near the engineering, and I can't wait to see what kind of impossibly good drink he's going to distill there. Burror and I are already conspiring on the terms of where to lose our food supply, and replace them with something edible. Whoever made these food packs, should be punished to eat only them for the next 6 months. We've planned to stop on Halifax anyway, maybe there are some Mollys who never had the misfortune of eating these, and there we can get something more decent... Khosa joked he could gather information with the stuffed Cabbage from pack 2. With a little luck, they'll have Bretonian or Liberty rations if not decent food.

The command staff works pretty well together, as well. Tichy and Rama are talking shop most of the day, Voronoff and Dorgan have the same taste in music, and everyone seems to just generally decent. Khosa was a big question mark in the equation, but thankfully he has a sense of humor and a pretty good set of social skills as well.
If it weren't for the homelust, this would be perfect.

Captain Pieter Valinsky

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Signal lost..
Closing Display..
Transmission ended..