Log Fourteen
[written very, very slowly, in an unusually neat hand.]
That was [long pause, several false starts] something. The man in black armor [pause for pings], whoever he was, I hope he's not still out there.
But I'm back now. If someone needs me, I'll be in the air.
[written more quickly and in a looser script; he had Vladimir's dream.]
Normally I'd call that kind of dream a nightmare. But it ended on a better note, I'm not in shock now, and I'm fit to fly again. Sorry I was so distant, Biggs.
- Rogue. I'm almost certain now that whatever my real name is, 'Roat' isn't it.
That was [long pause, several false starts] something. The man in black armor [pause for pings], whoever he was, I hope he's not still out there.
But I'm back now. If someone needs me, I'll be in the air.
[written more quickly and in a looser script; he had Vladimir's dream.]
Normally I'd call that kind of dream a nightmare. But it ended on a better note, I'm not in shock now, and I'm fit to fly again. Sorry I was so distant, Biggs.
- Rogue. I'm almost certain now that whatever my real name is, 'Roat' isn't it.