September 30th, 2552 – A war of warnings
Pilot/Explorer/Interpreter Kat “S-Kat” James Reporting
Today was more of the same – sullen diplomats who felt slighted because they weren’t allowed to diplo, Officers and Einherjar assuring them that I was giving them the correct messages from Jatuun, lil’bit sleeping off his role as Jatuun’s messenger, and reassurances from Druckab that we are not ready to talk to the Lasatiea.
I got the distinct impression that Jatuun felt the same way and that even he preferred to give them a wide berth, but of course no body wanted my opinion since I’m just the interpreter.
It was this afternoon that I got a message from Jatuun, through Lil’bit. He’d vanished just before lunch and appeared on my shoulder an hour later, looking very annoyed.
The word is – we need to lay low. The Lasatiea are looking for us. It’s a little late for the warning but – at least someone is looking out for us.
It’s times like these I remember the good old days when I was running from law enforcement and wondering if I was going to be sentenced to a penal colony or death.