Evangeline Anastasia McDowell

[Bazza]

Entry#: 088
Date: 01 - 05 - 818 AS @ 19:13 SUT
Title: A little update.

After a well earned night's rest with a generous sleep in, I set about putting things back in order. Gunther wishes to be escorted to Freeport 4 in Tau-29, where, supposedly, these "fangirls" of his have left him a ship more suitable for a free agent such as himself. With that said, he has no idea where to go and sees fit to "allow" me to direct him to his destination.

I, with the help of Gunther and the girls, set about filling what remained of the Alsatia's cargo bay with supplies. Whilst Gunther's destination was Tau-29, mine would be Omicron Alpha. My credit line has shrunk considerably since meeting Gunther and it's time to get back to work - I do, after all, need to save up enough cash to support my new family. I made sure that every single cubic centimetre of space was filled with something of value to the Outcasts. Engine components, Superconductors, Hull panels and a swathe of metal alloys literally stuffed into every nook and cranny. The cockpit of Gunther's Wraith ended up with boxes of inline fuses in it of all things.

Gunther, despite clearly showing his disdain for the Ichaicha Railgun, still prefers flying himself over riding shotgun with me. So it will be the two ships flying in convoy to Tau-29, at which point he'll return the Railgun to me and take control of the ship provided for him - assuming this isn't a trap of some sort.

We left Rochester more-or-less immediately after piling everything into the Alsatia. Using the theory of hiding in plain sight we casually meandered through the tradelane network, through New York into California before reaching the end of the lanes in the Cortez System. We are now flying through wide-open space towards the coordinates of the jumphole to Coronado. We will be stopping over at the Barrier Gate although we still have a fair few hours of brain-numbing emptiness in front of us.

I, at least, have my princess in her camisole and boyshorts beside me to keep my mind active. Gunther has nothing but the stars in front of him. Poor guy. Actually, I should check to see if he hasn't cheated by putting the autopilot on and catching a snooze without my knowledge.

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