Hello. I hope somebody is listening.
It’s nearly D-Day, old sport.
It hasn’t exactly been the most fun… Working with Zahar in particular.
While he has all these resources, he… Well, he really likes to flaunt them.
It’s funny, old sport, you know I dated him.
And even back then, he did this.
But clearly I was too caught up in feelings or… Something… Because, man, do I not remember it being this annoying.
Sure, having a ship is pretty cool - hell, if I had a ship, I’d flaunt it too.
But that’s the thing… He hasn’t finished rebuilding it yet.
Maybe that’s the real difference.
It was okay when he showed off all these things on his literal spaceship… But when the ship isn’t there, it’s… Well, it’s a bit more underwhelming.
Sorry, old sport, I know I’m going off topic.
Here’s what we’ve done so far in our efforts to fight against the agency:
Zahar has been prepping weapons, transport, nutrients… 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.
Well… He had one look at it… And in a single second, he decided it needed a massive upgrade.
Without even asking, Zahar sprang into action, adding spare parts, tightening screws… 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 people… And can shoot multiple different forms of ammo and has a rocket booster…
So, yeah… 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 we’re up against.
While I believe I know a lot about the agency, I… In the grand scheme of things, I haven’t exactly seen much of the people who are behind it.
In fact, I don’t know anything about them.
They may not even be people… As far as I’m aware.
When I tell Zahar this, he doesn’t 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.
…Besides physical matter, he really doesn’t give me much to work with.
Even though it was he who broke up with me, old sport, I’m starting to see why it was for the best for me after all.
While Zahar is giving final touches to his arsenal of equipment, I’m back at Solus’ place, once again reading through the various piles of data documents on the agency.
I just wanted to make sure I didn’t miss anything…
The location is here… All the people who were captured… Everything I need is here.
Some of it I knew all along.
But that doesn’t matter now.
It’s time for me to get them back.
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