Aug 01, 2007 01:12
It seems we will be staying in this new city, "Netzak," at least until I can get my Queadluun-Rau repaired. I am, after all, still grounded. At least prolonged contact with the Miclone enemy does not appear to have the cursed effect it was rumored to have among our people. It's still quite strange.
I am currently residing somewhat-comfortably in an empty warehouse. Col. Curtiss, I must speak with you soon in private about plans. There are certain concerns I have about the possible fate of my own people, if things continue as they have been.
If anyone else wishes to, ah, "visit," as your people call it, for some reason, I have marked my warehouse with a symbol above the door in our language. Unwelcome intruders will be shown no mercy.