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Well, that was quite a day.

I had gone to [[Vivenden]]’s estate, quite fed up with the increasingly ghastly messages that his associates have been relaying to me about the delinquent payments.What I had thought would be an attempt at being civil quickly descended into more threats.

I will admit that I hate falling behind on loan payments. I tried to explain that very point. They seemed to believe I was taking advantage of them, that I enjoyed having this arrangement looming over my head; they refused every assurance that I wasn’t wasting their investment.

At the end of the day, they proved themselves to be solely fixated on money. Unlike them, I had research to pursue, so I left.

Arriving back at my lab, I was seized by a sudden fear that one of Vivenden’s associates would try to reclaim the Pytheas. I knew that the only way for them to get the credits I owed was out in the stars, so I quickly transferred my current research and hustled to the hangar for a hurried launch.

As I ascended through [[Tangaroa]]’s atmosphere, I saw no sign of Vivenden’s people. Perhaps my abrupt departure was a paranoid move, rather than a rational one. I don’t know. I must escape this cloud of indentured servitude somehow.

Also due to my rushed launch, I was unable to contact Tio or the rest of my usual crew, so I am currently flying solo. I will need to find a crew somewhere.

As I travel, I will need to figure out how to pay them.

I confess I spent more time than I should pausing to study the red giant star at the center of the system before making my way to my destination. I thought the star was fascinating.

Several days in [[Haven]] proved to be as terrifying and exhilarating. I had not been in the labyrinthine canyon city for more than a few hours when I was cornered by a pair of local children, a [[Human]] and a [[Tevarin]]. I was about to ask what they wanted when I was attacked from behind by several more who tried to immobilize me to abscond my [[mobi]]. Suddenly the child thieves scattered back into the dark alleys. I turned to see what had scared them away to find a Human man lowering a stun baton. He helped me to my feet as I thanked him profusely. As luck would have it, the man, later introduced as [[Derek Voughn]], was a pilot looking for work.

I told him of my expedition. He listened intently. As he seemed like a capable pilot and, with the bruises from my potentially dangerous attack reminded me, clearly honorable.