A set of Jerisas.

[Exile]

We're on.. Yanagi, yanagi is it? You sure? Right. Yanagi. We're on Yanagi station right now, some junker outpost or giant-base-thing or something of the sort. Ergh, it's Junker and it's a base, good enough for us. They had a spare room too, all the better.

We left our estate on Malta, along with the tigers and all the other animals we left back there. Made Luisa cry. But then again, she's kinda hammered. So anything will make her cry. I just hope that the next Admiral to live there takes good care of them. Precious little things.

Broke ties with most of the men.. Keeping some channels open, of course. Like Devon's. Good kid. Whenever I told him to fly to grid A-1 he'd fly there. Why? I dunno. Kept me entertained long enough though, he's alright really. I'm hoping to stay in touch with Jameson, too. If only to get regular updates on how things are going with the rest of the guys.

Tomorrow... Tomorrow tomorrow. Well, tomorrow's tomorrow. I'll probably sleep in if those beds are any good and look around the station once I'm done with that. Maybe look for a job or some such. I got a small fortune with me, but fortunes too run out. I saw this neat advert when I flew into the station saying something about the life of a mercenary. Might be sweet. I'd probably have to change that last name of ours at some point too. Apparently it's quite the thing around these parts. I blame our cousin of the old Dragon guard. Asshat. I can already imagine the little contractor running away fearing the 'Wrath of the Outcasts'. Or some such.

Luisa suggested we try and find the Reapers, or perhaps those Golden space-hookers. Golden Chrysanthemums or some such? Ergh, we'll see. For now, bed time. It's been a looong day.

-Wheep-

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