Milo appears on screen. As per usual, he looks somewhat tired, although his workbench is clear of papers and parts. He attempts a smile, then shakes his head and sighs.
This is going to be brief. I'm dealing with a mountain of paperwork after the engagement with the Kadeshi the other night. I'd like to think we came out on top, but it was a bit of a pyrrhic victory. Whilst we successfully decimated their entire sub-capital fleet, Knights of Kador and Stillwater sustained heavy losses.
Aside from that, it's not been a bad week. We've picked up an eager new capsuleer recruit going by the callsign of 'Con Script'. He flies his Rifters with enthusiasm and competence, and seems to be settling in pretty well.
I also had a 'nearly successful' engagement with a Ferox off the station in Amod. Sadly I wasn't paying attention and burnt out my entire top rack just as his shields gave way. It was an enjoyable fight though, and I managed to salvage about 60% of the crew's escape pods and some of the drones I had in space about 20 minutes afterwards.
Oh yeah, and AI's latest venture, Beansnakes, seems to be going pretty well. We've already seen a lot of business in our branch in Amod, and have seen even more shipments of out 'Booster Blends' going out across the cluster.
I'm planning on taking a long weekend out in Syndicate to get away from it all. it's about the only place that no-one can track me to pester me.
Milo rubs his eyes, pauses for a moment and closes the feed.
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