Following the Blue Light

Riley's Log #10

Field Log: 0010
Sergeant 1st Class

So it seems we’ve found a settlement out here in the swamp. Looks like we might be here for a day or two resupplying and working on a few technical problems. It also looks like we might be getting a new operator on board… if he can show a modicum of respect towards yours truly.

I know I’m not in a position to be barking orders. It’s not my ship, but I’m the pilot and no one snaps that out from under me without the courtesy of a little forewarning. Yet, as such individuals are so prone to do, he will give me a reason to put him in his place like the dog he is. I am a patient man after all, and revenge is sweeter when they aren’t expecting it.

Sierra seems more and more intuitive about my moods however, since she keeps trying to convince me that fighting will solve nothing. Of course, I have no intention of fighting, that’s just opening myself to risk, but… I suppose it might still be hard to think of a Coalition soldier as anything more than a grunt.

Now I just want to get out of this pathetic excuse for a town. The stench of this place makes one feel unclean in the biblical sense, and its population consists of thieves and bottom feeding scroungers happy to wallow in the mud and filth of this place.

For Sierra’s sake though, I will keep my mouth closed about it for now. For whatever reason she values these creatures, and as I value her, I will do my best to control my pride and animosity.

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