June 23rd, 2552 Guidance.
Part-time mechanic/sometimes suspect Kat James Reporting
I don’t know what Druckab was expecting, but what he got was definitely not it. First, he expected me to be some scientific genius, I’m not. Second, he expected really sophisticated research.
I know – he was on board the Twilight of the Gods, he knew what we had there, but he insists that the ship was an ancient derelict that we used to test things that were too dangerous to risk our better ships.
It was true-ish, but it was a case of recent derelict and our ‘better’ ships were just less damaged, not more advanced.
Then came the shock of how we actually got here. He looked at the data from our jump, did the math in his head, and then stared at us in disbelief. We were not mad-men poking at things we didn’t understand – we were children.
Fipps explained that we were explorers, but I think Druckab thinks that’s just another word for immature children. He’s probably right.
So instead of a Liaison, he’s more of a glorified daycare provider trying to advise us not to put pennies into power points.