>>: Aspen Harlow

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Aspen Harlow
Rebecca Harper

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Hey Becky,

Hart and I squared away my new apartment, down in the lower city. It's not exactly as luxurious as theirs, but it's my own, and it's a short stroll to get an elevator ride to the bazaar on the upper terrace. All sorts of equipment flows down from Nichols to the shops there. You should take a look, you might find something you like. I picked up some of this rebindable nanotube weave rope you can cut and mend with a multitool without it losing tensile strength, as well as some med-stasis bands. Supremely useful stuff!

You're welcome to stay there and even decorate if you like, though it's not exactly the most comfortable environment. To be honest, a hotel would probably be cozier. I know I would personally rather live outside the city limits, but, it's not a priority until I'm finished with these errands for Orrin. Though, we should really experience the Canarian countryside while there's still some green to it in this cycle. Make it up to you for not landing in a field and making you spacewalk instead. I would bet a freighter makes a wonderful camping aide, don't you think?

I might be flying out for a little while to meet with Levan. While I'm out, maybe you could try to work on getting settled into the area, learning the lay of the land and the culture? I would wager the local authority, too, could use some brief pointers on security when it comes to Corsairs, considering recent events. They took your name down, after all, maybe there's an opportunity to help there.

If there's anything you want me to pick up for you that isn't available on Canaria, it'd be my pleasure. Let me know. The Dandy has a lot of storage space.

[A slight tilt of the head betrays a glint of careful consideration behind her eyes, which fades into the same calm certainty of before as she makes her judgement.]

Ah. One more thing. Best to tell you sooner, than later.

Your buddy Lynch and I shared words in space. Nothing bad, trust me. We spoke about my plans for the future and how I felt about having you with me here. To be honest, I think he was just driven to make sure I wasn't going to be another of your non-regiment friends to leave you in the lurch, after all that elbow grease you put into keeping me kicking. I figure he was satisfied, and it was my preference that you're informed of it. Sweet of him to care. Don't be too hard on him for bringing it up with me. Or, at least, not after any good impressions I made. It at least went better than with... what was her name, May?

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