Settling into Southdown

Southdown is still what it has always been. The Southdown Abbey is a quiet peaceful contemplative place. I ran into Sister Manda there. Apparently she is still a member of the nicomedian sisterhood and somehow is able to reconcile that with working for the UAP Special Projects. She says she is doing some work with Dr. Aristides, who is also in the neighborhood doing something or other, no doubt doctorly. I ran into her as she was getting supplies for her mobile medlab.

Major Muircastle is in the 'hood. He is not sporting his UAP uniform these days, wearing some peacekeeper threads, which are pretty slick. He still is managing the RAC (Reclamation something something). They think they are all secrety and stuff, but I know they got a safehouse nearby in North Farthing. I pay good money for good intel.

Trish was around earlier in the week, reading cards at the blues club. "So I never have to dance on a pole ever again." She is always so wise.

It takes some getting used to hauling cargo again. Little details, like don’t leave a 5 ton drum of Special High Intensity Terraforma (S.H.I.T.) to heat up in the midday sun.

It’s not all sitting around waiting for the comms….although there is a bit of that.

There’s also standing around comparing designer spacesuits.

There’s a bit of wonder who these strange people out wandering the streets some night. Loitering right in front of my warehouse. WHODAT!?