Proyecto: Dulce Recuerdo

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Sender ID

Alejandra Sara Lopez

Location

Tripoli Shipyard - Omicron Gamma

Recipient - Encryption

Deterrence - Heavily encrypted

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Hola chicas,

Even after my escape from that void - the 'Deep Omegas', as I've started to call them—my mind felt adrift.
I had this deep, pulling urge to return to familiar space, so I took to my heavy fighter, needing the comfort of the constellations I knew.

I think I flew through Omicron Gamma and into Theta on autopilot, my thoughts replaying the same loop... the faces of my team, the silence on the comms.
I had to leave them behind. I swear I will mount a rescue, just as soon as I can find a stable path back into that abyss.

My patrol took me through the Sigma systems. It wasn't a quiet journey - I had... encounters.
A few GMG patrols, some opportunistic Core fighters, and even a wing of Outcasts. In Sigma-13, however, I found something more valuable than any bounty.
A memory surfaced, sparked by a note in the logs of my battleship, a Murmillo. I inherited her from a dear, departed friend, Sacramento Serrano.
I can still see the flash of his Valkyrie exploding... He wrote about finding damaged, drifting Valkyries during a patrol in this very system.

I logged the fighter's position and burned a trail straight back to Omicron Gamma.
I gathered my best crew, boarded my Murmillo - her fighter bay was the key - and we made all haste back to Sigma-13.

It was still there, a ghost floating in the black. We were all in awe, but our reverence was quickly replaced by a rather humbling problem.
How, exactly, were we to get a crippled fighter into the battleship's hangar? In my sentiment and haste, none of us had considered the logistics.
It was an embarrassing oversight for a commander.

As time slipped by, a lone utility ship drifted past. We hailed them. Their captain was understandably skeptical, keeping his distance.
As commander of my Murmillo, I opened a direct channel and gave him my word.
I explained that this was a personal mission, a matter of honor, and that no harm would come to him or his crew.
He agreed to help, on the condition that his name be redacted from my logs.

After a few tense attempts, we did it. The Valkyrie was secured in my Murmillo's bay.
We set course for home, and I sent a secured long-range communication ahead to Tripoli Shipyard,
requesting they prepare a private berth for a special project.

We've just finished unloading her into a secure workshop here at Tripoli. Now, the real work begins.
I need to analyze the damage, see what can be salvaged, and what we must rebuild.

May Serrano's spirit be with me in this.

Que te vaya bien, preciosaa.

Fleet Commander
Alejandra Sara Lopez

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The found treasure

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Log Owner ID

Alejandra Sara Lopez

Location

Tripoli Shipyard - Omicron Gamma

Security Level - Encryption

Deterrence Command - Heavily encrypted

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Buenos dias Alejandra speaking, Commanders log - Proyecto: Dulce Recuerdo, date 05/09/835,

To see this captured Valkyrie sitting before me... it brings a certain sentimentality.
In my mind's eye, I see the fall of Sacramento all over again.

One of our technicians approached me with a rather brilliant suggestion.
We are to acquire around 500 "Energy Field Equipment" for the secured bay; with it, we will construct a three-dimensional scanner.
This will allow us to map the Valkyrie in its entirety and properly assess the damage from the resulting scans.

Now, I must arrange for a logistics contract, whether through our own people or an external contractor.
I am quite eager to see what these findings will reveal.

Que te vaya bien, preciosa.

Fleet Commander
Alejandra Sara Lopez

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