Jeremy's worst day ever

[Jeremy Hunter]

Jeremy finished repairing his ruined ensemble.

"Cruise line? I don't see any hot stewardesses. Throw some hot stewardesses over, then I'll consider this a cruise."

Jeremy got up and stretched out. Pops and cracks were heard. He sighed, messing with his hair. He looked at Thomas.

"Well..."

Jeremy went to the radio room.


Sender: Jeremy Hunter
Destination: Freeport 6
Subject: Me
Relay to: Battleship Isis, Omicron Minor

Send this to Isis, they can send it to the right people.

Message:
To cut down on all the worry and concern I know is being exhibited...our old friends in the glorious Coalition are treating me better than an Outcast. Imagine that. And Michal, I'll be...sait, you never tell me anything. Better not go over the top with disavowing me. Anyways, few people need to hear me.

Golanski:
You best keep your head up. If I get back and find you got shot, I'll drag your ass back and shoot you myself. And you owe me a your of Inquisitor. And keep an,eye on Rika, please; I don't want her doing something rash...please
Collister:
I corraled over a hundred pilots from you when you were in the Navy. Mind making us even? God, seems like yesterday I blackmailed the Fall River...
Erik:
Watch the family. You know them well.
Ellie:
Do keep Seth under control, mkay? He'll probably try and hijack the Oathkeeper.
Izzy:
I love you.
Rika:
It's not your fault. Now stop having a heart attack. I'll see you soon kiddo. Promise.


Jeremy turned to Thomas.

"Well, any way they can find my location through this?"

Jeremy's voice dripped sarcasm at Thomas. Treat him nice and all, he still was a prisoner. He was a defiant bastard.

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May you ever walk in the Light, Shizune.