Someone's Personal Diary

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Date: 02-06-744 A.G.S.
Title: The mission

I've been with this super secret organization for two days, and they weren't kidding around. They really don't trust me - I haven't been able to do anything on my own, and there's always someone with me on missions. I even have a "chaperone" with me on mundane trips hauling material around. It's boring work, and I can't say I have seen the fame or riches yet. Hopefully it will come soon.

This morning I had this brilliant idea, and so I set up a meeting with the boss. I told him that in my other life, I came across a ship which looked magnificent, and can carry passengers in style - passengers who had discerning tastes. These passengers usually have the credits (or francs) and are the ones we would love to have in our facilities. We can transform this ship into a casino, and have goods on board from all over the universe, including certain not-so-legal ones that these people seem to crave (I never understood why rich people love to dabble in illegal goods, as long as they don't get caught). People would pay big bucks to travel on such a luxurious vessel.

The problem is - this ship is not sold anywhere in Gallia. In fact, there is only one specific Sirian manufacturer. I told the boss that I am happy to use my former credentials, meet up with a grey market dealer, and obtain the ship for the organization. He said he will think about it, and mentioned something about incompatible technology and maintenance of the vessel. With that, the meeting ended and I'm back to the usual routine. This life clearly isn't very glamourous - but it pays the bills and is much more comfortable than my old life.