November 2nd, 2552 I think – Gumbo for dinner
New Guy/Convict Consriptee Kat “S-Kat” James Reporting
Today I got a special assignment – They needed to move the Gumbo but none of their equipment seemed to work with it and they couldn’t get inside my ship.
While I hate the idea of them going through her and seeing what she’s made of – I really don’t like the idea of them cutting her up so they can move the pieces. I’ve found that dissected ships tend to fly less accurately than ones that are opened with the proper key.
Let’s hear it for old fashioned biometrics and carefully mounted gyroscopes. Part of me feels bad – but only a little bit. I grabbed a few protein bars while I was inside the Gumbo.
Of course, I’m now left trying to explain the concepts of Rummage Sales and Cajun cooking to alien races with no point of reference.