Doctor's notes

[Knuthetal]

day: 817/04/01

log: Picking up the earlier thread of the story would be only proper at this log
entry. Well, I was instructed to meet Temporary Affiliated Zoners, a sub-faction
of the Zoners, based around the worship of Eris Esoteric. Those chaps were quite
overjoyed to have me join them, and their prophet - Mal, is definitely someone I
should be talking with more often. My fears were driven away, and I was ready to
do Goddess' work. I changed ships, miner no longer being at all suitable for the
line of work I had in mined. The TAZ were more than happy to assist me there, so
as of now, I am a proud owner of a Border Worlds Transport. I had to shop around
for a suitable set of weapons for the thing - not that I expect to use them, but
still, it never hurts to have them at hand. The ship handles very nicely indeed.

log: My new route, hauling temple's amulets and refugees to Pennsylvania, took a
wrong turn today. It would appear that the New York system was the playground of
some Xenos, and they were blowing up everything in sight - I barely escaped with
my life intact, and I wish I could say the same thing about my hull. I had to be
grounded for a whole day, while a group of paid technicians were fixing my ship.




day: 817/04/02

log: I heard from my young friend again - it would seem that he is arranging for
a hullful of electronics to be transported to Rochester, and he has requested my
help with making sure it gets there. I am to relay messages between him and some
professor setting it up. I have always had a soft spot for him. I agreed to help
him out - especially since I am led to believe that while the whole operation is
not entirely legal, it is for a good cause, and evens a debt of deep grattitude.

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