James Miller

[Jimothy]

A dark haired man approached the seated officer. He had in his hands a 'black-box' from a destroyed ship. The howling Harris winds from outside the facility rattled the windows, and the young man shivered as he walked. He coughed lightly to get the officers attention.
"Sir, we found a flight recorder in the ice field, urm, it's, urm."
The officer stood up and walked round to the front of her desk, scowling at the young man. She was an imposing person, seemingly mad about everything, and she snatched the box off the man and turned back to her desk without uttering a word.
"I'll... uh, show myself out, ma'am"
The young man left, and the officer wired the flight recorder into her computer, sighing at the prospect of having to read and report all of the data within.
This was her report:

Flight recorder collected.
Ship destroyed approx. 1 year ago, location unknown, but flight recorder drifted to A5, Tau 31.
Ship name: Unknown
Ship class: Transport
Ship ID: Interspace Commerce
Casualties: 3 - James Miller, Charles Breen & Oliver Strick
Cause of destruction: KNF attack, likely due to cargo of Military Vehicles bound for Battleship Macduff.

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I was formerly know as Spiritar.

It's been a while.