Ganymede//Bridge (Kliepe)
We are a step closer to zero hour. The fifteenth draws closer! I wish we had more time. I am still not ready for all this. It is a privilege; a burden to be carrying two hundred other lives. It is my ship now, Doc says. But what is the point when I am not ready? The Ganymede is not my tool. It is not my ship, not mine. I miss the feel of a fighter. Argh; why does this feeling come to me now?
Jackal was around, Doc says. I didn't get to see him. Damn. The PELICAN dropped parts just now, and I could have sworn I saw Ghost. That's a good sign. He's keeping an eye on that bitch. In his words, the Corporal lacks finesse. Ghost's kid is arriving soon, from far East. I haven't seen him in a while- is that a good thing? I'm older now. Older, they say, but not wiser. I still lack a lot more.
I am still learning. Training. My crew are good people- I could never have asked for a better co-pilot than Nikolai. He's three years my senior. He's an old man. Makes me old as well.
I pray. I doubt god; and I am sure he doubts me as well.
