*Bret sits at his desk in his personal quarters....and stares out the window*
Bret:...I can't believe whats happened in such a short time.......I get drunk off my tail at Islay...then decide to take a joy-ride to Coronado......Oh it was great.....Got drunk some more...and I end up.....Gahh!...I can't believe I did that......I am now the owner of a young lady....Why did I buy her off of that damn broad.....
*Bret walks over to his bed and lays down....putting his right arm behind his...he then detaches the bionic part of his left arm...and places it upon his bedside table*
Bret:....Well...you can't do anything now to change it......Although....She is quite lovely.....despite being only part canine.....And yet...I am not in the mood for anything like that for quite some time now.....I'll let her work off the amount I payed.....she did say she has several useful skills.........In time....she may earn her freedom.....For now though....I'll get some rest....
*Bret tosses his visor to the ground and tries to get some rest*
Bret:...She does however have a nice name........Loreley.....I wonder where she came from...and how that slave trader got ahold of her....But I wont demand her to tell me what her life was......I am not like that.....Even with Vixen's actions......But....That is the past....nothing more...
==END OF LOG==
-"If we do not learn at least one thing a day....Our minds turn to stupor"- Kyle Sparrgrove -2005