Diary of Cuvier's Captain

[Starfish]

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So far so good! Gradually I got used to life in the space tanker's cabin. My few square meters I had transformed into best comfortable place available for cargo ship. Well-aged wines from New Paris, cigars from Provence, holo-tainment band from Solar facility at Maine made my stay in space quite nice.

On my route I yet don't met any danger. Lines were well patrolled by navy and police forces and only a few times I saw Brigand's ships on radar, but they did not pay for my Cuvier any attention. I can not say that I was offended by this.

Standart Cuvier's route resembled a triangle. We loaded superconductors in Abbeville and carried them to La Charite in Berry. From there we moved to Mortagne with robotics, and the last side of the triangle is a run to Abbeville with cryocubes from Mayenne.

Everything goes smoothly. Police sergeant at the bar at La Charite enviously said that compared with GRP Solar operates as a well-oiled machine. Efficiency Solar is really impressive. Actually, this was reason why I went to work for Solar, leaving life of freelancer. Or one of the reasons, atleast.