The shady Gek

 

Traveller's Log #3: 

 

I've lost track of the time since I awoke in this new iteration.

 

New... the days blend one into the other...so I guess it's not really new anymore, though, is it? Where do I start? well I guess the biggest thing is... I have a home. A roof over my head and tools to better my living situation. I'm well pleased with this and the first thing I did was build a portal because let's face it we all need a quick way to escape don't we plus I like the light it gives off. 

 

I also made a big ass barn for the various workers who seem to want to take up residence here, oh and that Overseer? He's one shouty, bossy, little fusspot! Jury's still out on if we like him or not, the Korvax scientist is a nice being though, a bit melancholy but I guess when you are stuck in a barn with a shouty Gek that's par for the course. 

 

So this house, well it's in a prime location right beside a planetary archive on a very nice planet, so you know it's busy. Glad I have double glazing and such because it's noisy too, some of those fly-boys sure do like to buzz the house but that's okay my noise cancelling helmet works a treat and it's nice being next to a never ending supply of Vy'keen daggers... I mean weapons you can never have enough ... am I right?

 

It's damned slow going rebuilding up my inventory and finding all the things I need. At the Anomaly I met a guy, gosh that sounds so shady.... I met a Gek who showed me some tricks to make more of things using the refiners. I asked them how this was even possible but the little guy just shrugged, gave off a scent which reminded me of a place I can't remember then squawked something about using the rifts between the quantum entanglements where one reality meets the next and then he looked about shiftily and left ...quickly... will give it a shot later... 

 

And then there's Artemis ... lost and alone and scared... well I know that feeling well enough I hope I can help them but we'll see. Seems there's a lot going on in the 'verse and I'm just a tiny part of it... . Meanwhile I'm off to investigate some cry for help from some settlement on the planet... seriously why does everyone want my help? It's like I'm the only being in the entire galaxy capable of actually doing anything...

 

But first cake and what ever this weird drink is...

 

/end log