A Placid Island of Ignorance

[Crowley]

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I decided to check out Omicron Delta for a spell where I ran into a couple of SLRC folks. Karl, Leo the engineer, and some other...individual. I remained stealthed just outside of their range and listened in. The one named Karl got his degree apparently and someone named Leo was working on getting his doctorates since Brad apparently promoted him to his second. The third individual is questionable though. He sounds more Junker idiot than scientist. Definitely the odd man out in that group of eggheads. Leo departed shortly after a large Nomad cruiser appeared and literally sat on top of him stating that he needed to send of scans of the vessel. I questioned whether or not he was just scared shitless by the giant warform sitting on top of his gunboat. The cruiser left soon thereafter, heading past me for Theta space and who should arrive but Eternal Journey. It had been a spell since I saw him last. We talked very briefly before he disappeared again. If I didn't know any better, I would say he was avoiding me. [For the first time, some of the lights on his mask flash a deep red. His head twitches slightly before the lights return to their normal cyan color.] I'll have to catch up with him later I guess...he still hasn't told me what he wanted to discuss all those weeks ago. Crowley

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