User blog:Spikewitwicky/May 8th, 2046 - Spike's Journal Entry



 

I'm on my way to Antilla with Crosscut to do some support work for Fort Max. I swear, I overengineered him. And now, I'm paying the price for it. But at least I get to see Bee again. We haven't hung out in ages it seems.

Carly and I had a bit of a row before I left. She's been recruited to go to Vrob.

Yes, I know I'm a total hypocrite for writing this - it's too dangerous, and she's too old for this shit. She's knocking on '80'. And yes, I know her mind's still as sharp as ever, and that's why they need her, but Vrob is an absolute Max Max-like danger zone of hostile weather, and even more hostile inhibitants. There's little to no cover, and it's surrounded by vampires. Yes, they're not the 'blood sucking' vampires of yore, but still - it's a horribly aggressive and desolate planet. I tried like hell to convince her to just lend support remotely, but she wouldn't hear of it. She said the type of support she's lending is nothing she can do remotely. It's full "boots on the ground."

Yes, but what shelter do you have? Most of the outposts aren't the most stable in the world. Our Exo-Suits aren't geared for a "toe to toe" battle with Shockwave. It's for that "one blast" rule - you can survive that, and it should buy you some time to find some serious shelter. But that's the big thing - it buys you a few critical seconds, not anything you can bank on for a sustained battle. Yes, I'm going to Antilla, but I'm going to pretty much be in the belly of Fort Max the entire time. I get what psychologists say when they say "don't marry someone who's the same as yourself." Not saying I'm even close in the same mental league as Carly, but we definitely do share the same stubborn streak. There's nothing she could say to keep me from helping out with some of Fort Max's glitches. There's nothing I could say to stop her from going to Vrob. But I so hope she gets her work done and gets off that shithole.

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