Captain Jack, of the Eternal.Journey. Strange occurrences have been happening… ever since that fateful trip towards the omicrons… since i saw… that… thing. Theres no words that really describe the experience. Nor do i want to.
Delta has become a common stop off point, a place to rest my head. What with my smugglers life retirement and my… loss… Delta feels like the closest thing to a home ive had in years. Zoners are kind enough to allow me a reserved hangar. Theyre good people, just stuck between a conflict one hop over in Theta… Poor souls..
With the change in job, came the change in ship vessel and armament. Rheinland Rebels, they showed me one of their newer models, and even let me test fly her. Best financial decision i ever made. Home away from home.
Met some people at freeport over the last days, not much to say about any of them. A couple seem friendly enough. Old habits of little trust are taking their time to shake off, but thats pretty much what i have an abundance of now… time. Funny how right my mother was… “Do what you love, and you’ll never feel like you’re working a day of your life.” You were right, mum. Wish you were still here to hear that… Heh..
