++Tombship++

[Kadaeux]

+++Transmission+++

+++CommID: ++Tombship++ +++
+++Open Broadcast+++

To Chief Freeman and Richard Trildor, you have my thanks for your words and, while hopefully I shan't require it, your support. But I don't act for nobility. For Profit or anything mundane.

When I was a child my parents were Freelancers going whever work took them. I used to remember at Freeport 4 seeing the wives or husbands of other Freelancers coming to the ports when they heard word of a ship picked up on sensors.

Hoping to see their loved ones. Most were rewarded with seeing their loved ones again. But there was one woman, Naomi Calamino. She ran to the ports year after year as I grew up hoping to see her husband. For seven years she did that.

One day she must have had enough, she locked herself into an Airlock and against the protests of her freinds and family spaced herself.

Her final words were "Maybe i'll see him out there."

From that moment I determined that I would drive every moment of my life to stopping that from happening again, I would dedicate my time, my money and any resources I could call upon to giving as many as I could that closure so many never got.

I am determined that there will be no more Naomi Calamino's out there while I still draw breath, or if there are that it isn't because their loved ones were slain and never found their way home.

+++End Transmission+++

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In the darkening lights of Sirius space even the dead need a voice, even the dead need respect. And more importantly, the dead need to be taken home: Undertaker, Steward of the ++Tombship++

'Light thinks it travels faster than anything but it is wrong. No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has always got there first, and is waiting for it. '

"In a society that has abolished all adventure, the only adventure left is to abolish that society."