March 17th, 2552 No Answer
Tow Truck Driver/Lab Rat/mechanic’s apprentice/ – Katherine ‘ConV’ James Reporting
There is no movement from Dancer’s Retreat. There’s no word, no ships and the only thing getting through are rumors. We know that they were active at least as recently as two days ago, but no one has returned and there’s a lot of collective breath-holding.
I finished the fixes to the equipment and started working on modifying the Gumbo – it’s pretty much the only thing I’m allowed to do.
Tower and Rabbi stopped by. Rabbi is the Einherjar Chaplain. Tower wanted me to go over the troop carrier in case they were called in. Since I didn’t have any other duties, I set to work. It kept me busy, which I think was Tower’s plan.
He and the chaplain talked a lot with Fipps, but they pretty much left me to do my job. I wrote out a checklist since I hadn’t done a troop carrier and the fact that Tower knew something the brass didn’t seem to realize: Mechanics are more thorough when their friends’ lives are on the line.
He’s a smart man. When I finished Tower asked me if I wanted to do a pre-flight test drive on my work. That man knows his way to a girl’s heart. I also heard enough comms over the ship’s radio to know that if no one comes today— then they will send a squadron from the Edda to find out what’s going on.
I tried to get them to let me come – but a) I’m a convict, b) I don’t have a ship that can keep up c) I’m not experienced enough to fly there and d) I’m a convict. Well, their way of putting it was a little less friendly. I know they’re on edge, but the Valkyrie is the closest thing I’ve got to family.
No one has heard anything and that is disturbing.