Wednesday, April 20, 2011

It's quiet. I dun trust th' quiet.

So... we're 'tween missions right now. Liberty's orbiting' Tynnara, 'n aside from me accident'll firin' a photon torpedo at one o' Boss's ships, things've been downright quiet. Most o' th' crew's gone off on shore leave, since we dun have any idea when Navaar may call us ta go run some cockamamie errand o' hers.

Shara's off w' her new boyfriend, Dash. Most folks dun think it'll last. *snort* Most think it'll be cause o' th' "Green Widow" curse. Me, I give 'em both a decent chance, tho I'd ne'er say so w' Dash 'round. He ain't half bad, but last thing tha' guy needs is a bigger frakkin' ego. Blue's off w' 'er family, or havin' Damian visit, or she's visitin' Boss -- unless Boss's off on a mission w' his reunit'd squad. Arienh... hell, I got no idea where tha' girl's at, but I figure she's prolly breakin' hearts wherev'r she's at.

Which leaves me wanderin' a bit. Fer someone who usedta bop 'round th' galaxy by hisself, I sure got ta likin' folks 'round. It's weird ta have th' ship be quiet right now. 'Specially... w'out Lorinne. Miss 'er a lot. Found one o' 'er bras unner th' bed when I wuz lookin' fer a clean pair o' shorts. Tha' suck'd. I ain't ne'er been one ta get sentim'ntal, but... damn.

Been tryin' ta lay offa th' booze a lil, too. Ain't real easy, 'specially when stuff ain't happenin'. Right now all I wanna do is crawl inna bottle o' rum 'r scotch 'n jus' get good 'n numb. There's other folks dependin' on me now, tho, and I dun wanna let 'em down.

Been tryin' ta learn more 'bout Liberty 'n how she works. I must be th' only cap'n inna galaxy tha' dunno how ta pilot th' ship he's on. Tha' bugs me. Plus I gotta itch ta fly somethin'.

In th' totally weird departm'nt... Tha' wacky pirate chick, G'naal... If I didn't know bett'r, I'd think tha' she's lonely 'n lookin' fer a friend. Tol' 'er she could comm me anytime, we'll see whut happens there. She best not beam me w'out permiss'on 'gain tho. I figgure it can't hurt ta be on 'er good side, jus' in case.

I ain't much o' a writer, 'n I'm jus' 'bout outta stuff ta say. Jus'... I kinda hope somethin' happ'ns soon. Bein' pretty much 'lone right after I got usedta likin' folks bein' 'round... really sucks.