Entry#: 072
Date: 22 - 02 - 818 AS @ 21:29 SUT
Title: Untitled.
So this is the second day that we've crashed at Katrina's place. I tried to convince her to make us useful doing chores or something but she seemed insistent that we stay planet-side and avoid causing any trouble, of which I have proven myself quite adept.
So all five of us spent the day meandering about the locality, checking out some of the cities and towns around the area in one of those ground-travelling auto-mobiles. Those things are fun...
We're now all exceptionally well fed on what has to be the best damn food I've ever had and we're all pretty well beat from the day's travels. I don't think I've seen Sakura happier ever. When she smiles I just get happy. In fact, when she's happy, everyone's a bit happier. Happiness is the operational word, here. There hasn't been a great deal of it around lately.
As nice as Stuttgart is, I can't stay here forever. At least, not in someone else's house.
The Alsatia, Maelstrom and my Salvage Frigate are tucked away in the safety of Puerto Rico, so far beyond the Navy's reach it's for all intents and purposes lawman proof. My two fighters that I dragged out here are locked up at the orbital docking ring. Neither of them stand out here, which is quite relieving. I feel as if I could leave them running with the doors open and they'd still be here. Stuttgart is just so relaxed and laid back. You'd almost forget about the war, about the government, about the activists and radical terrorists the planet has spawned.
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I really do like this planet. Perhaps, when my time comes to retire, I will move here permanently.
But for now, I have to find a way to make us useful. I can't just sit around and use up someone else's toilet paper without paying anything for it.