Tweaker Ted's Twisted Tales Take Two

[Stoner_Steve]

Location: Foster Depot
Status: Sniffing Out A Cold Trail

/Captains Log: 827.10.5/

Cargo: Trash, literal

So I finally get my butt moving back towards Freeport Providence, where we all last met up. I figured it was as good a place as any to hunt down Jimmy at least....uuuuuunnnnnfortunately it looks like in my absence Liberty went ahead and steamrolled the system. The freeport was a letteral wreck, no doubt slightly smoldering in places still...I was wondering why the relay I set up for me an' the boys went dead.

I'll admit that Jasper, an' especially Jimmy shoulda seen the writing on the wall and scattadled in time, but part of me has that...fear...That when the Freeport got run over they got run over with it.

We had joked about using Foster as a fallback of sorts, if things ever really did hit the fan. So I naturally made my way out to Laptav, hoping to stumble upon a clue....and that was what...four days, whole flipping days and I an't find nothin'. Not a docking log, coded message, goddamn message in a bottle. I've been over this junk heap seven different ways to yesterday... and poof...Poof, like a puff of smoke they are gone, dead for all I know.

At any rate I can't sit here and feel sorry for myself. I was only trying to get back in touch with the pack since credits were running a little thin. I'm going to make my way to Pittsburgh from here, touch base with some old pals and see if I can't find a warmer trail to go on, or barring that a gig that's gonna pay the bills in the short term.

/End Log/