Evangeline Anastasia McDowell

[Bazza]

Entry#: 150
Date: 04 - 06 - 819 AS @ 20:22 SUT
Title: Untitled.

So here I am at Freeport 2, sitting in the bar, observing an endless sea of floating asteroids which inhabit the Bering system. The tradelanes appear functional, but, very little traffic seems to be using them. Wonder why.

As for why I am here? Well.

I have, or, rather, was meant to have a rendezvous with a woman named Catherine Raven. About 24 hours ago, to be exact.

I don't know. Maybe I was raised different to other people - but when I make a promise or an agreement or anything of that sort I put forward all effort possible to ensure I keep to whatever terms were produced.

Catherine agreed to meet me here at a specific time and date. I arrived a day early just to be sure I didn't miss her. I took time out of my life and career to meet this woman whose motives I am still yet to learn.

She never arrived.

I've been stood up - hung out to dry in this syrupy asteroid belt along with the dubious residents I share the common areas with.

I can't help but feel ever so slightly-..... Nah. Who am I kidding? I want to ****ing kill something.

If I give my honest word to someone, I will honour it to the best of my abilities. Should that ever not be possible, I will at least advise those I gave my word to that I cannot do so.

Catherine found me once and I deliberately made myself as conspicuous as possible to make contact easier. A "I'm not coming", "I'm late", "I'm busy", or anything of that sort would have alleviated the frustrations I now hold before they eventuated.

It really, really, really pisses me off when I get stood up like this. I feel as if the effort I exerted into upholding my end of the deal has been rendered null. Why I am bothering to wait here in the vain hope this woman might wash up is nothing more than my stubborn will to uphold the integrity of my word getting in the way of my better judgement.

She has 24 hours to show up, then I'm raising anchors and boating out of here.

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