Rebecca "Harley" Stokes

[Lieutenant]

Audio Log 1

My first launch out of Porto Novo with my new Marauder was intense, having a ship all to my own and a few million credits to burn, I took off to meet and greet some people I worked for with the Gas Miners Guild and had them rig the ship with their best weapons. Seeing as I've enjoyed maneuvering and guns to missiles, I took the liberty to have them rig on six of their Photon guns, works like a charm.

So what do test these guns out on? I don't just go looking for a fight, I get paid for them. So I strike the first place I can think of having way too many pirates and not enough escort mercenaries, New York. Sure enough, outside Manhattan there was two traders, each paying a million for me to escort them. We jumped into Colorado and I finally got a target to test on, some pirate, no IFF signal, probably a lonewolf. Chased him off after a short beating. Leaves me confident in my new ship. Rest of the flight was uneventful, we went to Aoumori and back to Manhattan, and back again for a second payment. I got tired of drifting in formation with them so I split off to see more of Liberty space.

Didn't take me long, I came across a Dreadnaught and Orca getting ready to engage an overwhelming number of Rogues and Outcasts. So I tag near and they spotted me out, paid me well too, four million credits for one fight? Win or lose? Sure, I tagged along, didn't expect the odds we had. It was three rookies in bombers, some Lane Hacker destroyer and two fighters. The fight was intense, the Orca took the most hits it seemed, and I never caught anyone taking my six, so it was a shooting gallery. Never got a confirmed kill, but I kept them off the Liberty Dreadnaught long enough, wiped them out completely, right outside Manhattan. Getting paid was good, and even better when I took off and hit Freeport 1, talked with a Corsair and had a good chat, likeable man. Too bad he was headed out.

I think I'll waste some credits on a few nights of luxury dining and drinks, sleep like a queen for once. I had a busy week. Harley out.

Audio Log 1, End.

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Audio Log 2

I woke up last night with a bad headache, and it wasn't the pricey beer last night. I had a wild dream, pink nebulas, a strange structure in space? Some muffled voice I couldn't make out. I felt like I had people glaring holes into me the next morning, something was wrong, I had this wierd pilot giving me a look like he was going to shoot me or something. First chance I loaded up on my ship, bought a case of guns from a Zoner there, don't recall his name. He seemed nice enough, first-rate repeater weapons, and an automatic in case I really needed it. Had a metal arm and I could bet his eye was a replacement, that scar was a bit unnerving, he must've been a soldier before a Zoner.

Took off and took a path back to Porto Novo, was going to have them upgrade the hull plates and reinforce the ship. I still have the feeling someone's watching me, or chasing rather, I booked it as fast as I could to Porto Novo, then I jumped to Gran Canaria, I left my ship on a dock bay and offloaded my guns, took some talking but the Zoners agreed since I convinced them I think someone might try something, besides, who can tell a pretty face in distress 'no'? Took off to some farming colony, and took a few nights in a more worldly retreat.

I headed back out after a few nights, that dream happened each night, only more disturbing. These blue ships, odd buildings, they're bothering me, I couldn't get a night's sleep in peace without some meds. I took off from Canaria and made it back to London, ran into a pirate attacking a trader and dusted him, the trader paid me well, a million for dusting some no-name pirate? Thanks much. I dozed at the controls, or I think I did on the way to Liberty, I thought I heard someone on my radio telling me to see this Shrine thing, when I called out some Kusari naval pilot cleaned out my ears with their wing-wong talk, so I jetted it back on course. I almost drifted into an asteroid field, I need to take some caffeine.

I made it back to Liberty, took a night on Bethlehem station, woke up in a cold sweat, in the darkness of my room, I felt like I was being stared at, looked at from all angles. I turned on the lights and nothing, I didn't sleep well, but I woke up chipper at least. The Zoners don't enjoy mercenaries, but they do enjoy our business, I bought a supply for exploring off of them, I'll take some inventive measures to see if anyone's following me, we'll see.

I heard one Zoner tell me it's a maniac's dream, something about the Wicked Witch in the North? I ignored them entirely, though I can't help but agree how some poor sod who's already insane might describe such a dream as that. Harley out.

Audio Log 2, End.

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My honest reaction upon reading the forums, whenever I rarely do. Joe Kucan, he's the man.