User blog:Sydneygb/Bludd's Personal Journal - 24 February, 2016

(The following entry is in a blank book provided to Bludd by his captors.)

24 February, 2016

The girl's not as empty-headed as I thought. She's at least got a decent vocabulary, when she chooses to use it. The alien set us up with some food, finally. Some kinda romantic dinner setting, too, which is as disturbing as it is hilarious. She's settled down, now that the alien gave her a keyboard to play. She's doing less panicking and more thinking, and that can only be a good thing. I hope.

I have to say, these last few days have been almost pleasant. I've gotten to play a guitar for the first time in ages -- not that I couldn't have done so before, but it never occurred to me -- and Kimber is, dare I say it, growing on me. When she's not freaking out about everything she's not bad to be around. She's got a sense of humour, and she's a talented musician. Finlay was right about that. I didn't have it in me to put her in the Scanner when I had the Holograms in captivity back at Colombia, and now I'm really glad I didn't. If I weren't kidnapped aboard an alien spaceship I might chance to say I was having fun.