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==Story==
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==Logs==
* So, here I am sitting in my favorite chair, enjoying a drink and the pleasure of some very expensive rented company when I get the call.  10 minutes later  there is a helicopter on my roof.  A few hours later it is an early moring  jump from a C130.  Myself and the cargo hit the ground shortly before dawn.  I am not sure what he has gotten himself into this time, but if he sent for me, this has to be good.


I keep my logs here [[NAME Logs]]
* Its nice to be back to reality, or at least what I like to call reality.  Sure, I am stuck on this ship, with everyone else, but it is not like we are actually stuck here, everytime Fmagick kicks the drive things change.  Until things are fixed an I can really get back, I will think of this as a nice vacation.
 
* Looking across the forcefield in to the empty cells, he wonders when the fracture will dump another prisoner here.  He spins one of the bracelets on his finger.  The nano-tech is certainly a welcome addition to his job.  The fact that it changes brain chemistry is really no concern, they are alive and tracked, even if they tend toward libidinous activities and have a short fuse.  He grins as the indicator flashes. Time to go hunting. 


==Pictures==


And I have a few photo Albums here [[NAME Pictures]]




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Revision as of 11:18, 6 February 2019

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  • So, here I am sitting in my favorite chair, enjoying a drink and the pleasure of some very expensive rented company when I get the call. 10 minutes later there is a helicopter on my roof. A few hours later it is an early moring jump from a C130. Myself and the cargo hit the ground shortly before dawn. I am not sure what he has gotten himself into this time, but if he sent for me, this has to be good.
  • Its nice to be back to reality, or at least what I like to call reality. Sure, I am stuck on this ship, with everyone else, but it is not like we are actually stuck here, everytime Fmagick kicks the drive things change. Until things are fixed an I can really get back, I will think of this as a nice vacation.
  • Looking across the forcefield in to the empty cells, he wonders when the fracture will dump another prisoner here. He spins one of the bracelets on his finger. The nano-tech is certainly a welcome addition to his job. The fact that it changes brain chemistry is really no concern, they are alive and tracked, even if they tend toward libidinous activities and have a short fuse. He grins as the indicator flashes. Time to go hunting.