Captain Malachi Vermillion here. Though most of my crew just calls me Cai. I’m not the type to make one of these. A captain’s log. Always thought they were for pretentious assh—
[Clears throat]
After being taken out by a rogue traffic drone during our delivery on Aurora and losing consciousness for an hour, Katara insisted I detail the crews’ jobs in audio format. By insisted, she held a knife to my throat and demanded it.
In fact, [nervous laughter] she’s currently holding a knife at my back while I’m recording this.
[Muffled female commentary]
She’s not pleased I just said that.
Anyway, slaving away for the Fed is paying off. We got a meeting with the General-in-Chief’s secretary after the droid incident. Just an opportunity for him to apologize and avoid negative PR. But still. A meeting with the GIC’s secretary is something.
[Voice lowers] It’s taken so long to get here. Too long.
[Clicks tongue and sighs] The ship is now enroute to Kaido where we’ll celebrate Obon again this year. Being the good cap’ that I am, I gave the crew leave to take the shuttles to participate in their own celebrations. [Sighs again] Yet they’re all sticking around. For some reason they think I’m going to get myself into trouble.
Considering I’m headed back home…
I probably am.