Hello. I hope somebody is listening.
Itās nearly D-Day, old sport.
It hasnāt exactly been the most funā¦ Working with Zahar in particular.
While he has all these resources, heā¦ Well, he really likes to flaunt them.
Itās funny, old sport, you know I dated him.
And even back then, he did this.
But clearly I was too caught up in feelings orā¦ Somethingā¦ Because, man, do I not remember it being this annoying.
Sure, having a ship is pretty cool - hell, if I had a ship, Iād flaunt it too.
But thatās the thingā¦ He hasnāt finished rebuilding it yet.
Maybe thatās the real difference.
It was okay when he showed off all these things on his literal spaceshipā¦ But when the ship isnāt there, itāsā¦ Well, itās a bit more underwhelming.
Sorry, old sport, I know Iām going off topic.
Hereās what weāve done so far in our efforts to fight against the agency:
Zahar has been prepping weapons, transport, nutrientsā¦ Essentially, everything we need to survive.
While their ship is still out of commission, I suggested we use my lunar bike as a form of transportation.
Wellā¦ He had one look at itā¦ And in a single second, he decided it needed a massive upgrade.
Without even asking, Zahar sprang into action, adding spare parts, tightening screwsā¦ I swear, even just watching him move with such intensity caused some sparks. That, or he was just welding something.
Within minutes, my lunar bike now holds two peopleā¦ And can shoot multiple different forms of ammo and has a rocket boosterā¦
So, yeahā¦ Not sure how much of that will come in handy.
I, on the other hand, have been a constant source of information for Zahar.
While he sees me as inadequate in helping in every other way, the one thing he sees as useful is letting him know what exactly weāre up against.
While I believe I know a lot about the agency, Iā¦ In the grand scheme of things, I havenāt exactly seen much of the people who are behind it.
In fact, I donāt know anything about them.
They may not even be peopleā¦ As far as Iām aware.
When I tell Zahar this, he doesnāt exactly seem frightened. Or cautious. Or weary.
He just continued asking questions.
And with every answer I gave, he responded most often with one of two reactions:
A slight nod, with a light smirk on his face, or a twitch of a furrow in his brow.
ā¦Besides physical matter, he really doesnāt give me much to work with.
Even though it was he who broke up with me, old sport, Iām starting to see why it was for the best for me after all.
While Zahar is giving final touches to his arsenal of equipment, Iām back at Solusā place, once again reading through the various piles of data documents on the agency.
I just wanted to make sure I didnāt miss anythingā¦
The location is hereā¦ All the people who were capturedā¦ Everything I need is here.
Some of it I knew all along.
But that doesnāt matter now.
Itās time for me to get them back.
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