Sex, Drugs & Rock n' Roll

[Niverlare]

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Morning, 9th of July. Have been sleepin' quite well, actually. Met an old friend of mine yesterday, name's Veera. She's a cutie, really ... n' a damn tiger in bed if she wants to, hah.

Anyway, that wasn't the only thing that happened yesterday, 'part from that we've finally been salvagin' the Praeclarus. I imagined it a lil' more tough, really. But uh, might be that way 'cause all I did was orderin' my crew around. So, I should probably pay 'em extra for the work done ... since it was quite a bit. 'Course we moved in there with radiation suits, nasty things, makes'Ya look so fat in 'em. But they serve their purpose after all ...

That freakin' Giger...Geger...Geiger-counter, that's it, Geiger-counter went nuts in there. The radiation was higher than expected, so we had to hurry sorta'.

Even got a picture of one o' the hallways, doesn't even look that bad ... jus' needs momma's love again.

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A lil' dirty, but hell, apart from that ... it's still my baby.

Things went really good, the engineers made sure that the shield was properly loaded again, n' brought the main-core back online. Since I've got a competent crew, everything went clean n' quick. We got outta' that cloud in time, n' moored on Beaumont Base, Junker's place. I'm on quite fancy terms with 'em Junkers, so we got clearance.

What's gonna' happen now is cleansing. My men n' women are gonna' clean the ship from the radiation. I'm no rocket-scientist, so I got no idea what exactly they're doin' there, but hell, they're professionals.

My baby should be up n' running soon, that's all..