Feedlog entry - User: Stone - May 1, 1107

I am logging this as the medics on board the Marava are trying to work out where to store me for the trip to Ffudn.  Yes, I am finally leaving Mithras and in good company as Doc Childish and Alex Mordane are with me as well as one of the former Ranger techs, Rachel Cortez.  We were all sprung from the red prison planet somewhat unexpectedly yesterday morning.  I still can't believe it and I sure as shit ain't buying sudden Imperial altruism as the cause.

We spent last night entertaining ourselves in Mithras's starport which seems to be wholly owned and run by the Tanken family.  Not surprisingly the others took to celebrating their new found freedom by drinking themselves horizontal.  Alex may have broken the Ranger record for that event whilst Doc looked on in quiet amusement.  I have never been drunk - I do not understand the attraction.

I stepped in to stop an altercation with some of the High Guard blue bloods that were in the bar.  They asked for the wrong toast.  I got no love for the Imperium.  One thing led to another and one of them was dumb enough to throw a punch - well, an effete waft would be a better description.  I think Cortez had left by this point - she seems hostile and unfriendly but from what I remember she was always happier talking to machines than she was to people.  I accepted the wafter's challenge to a duel but surprisingly, he didn't show up this morning.  I wonder why *laughs as he flexes his massive muscles*

I know something's going on and maybe things will get clearer once the ice ride back to the real world is over.  I wonder if the Vargr and the half-pint demi Darrian with the vibroblade have anything to do with what's going on.  It surely would not surprise me.

Look out Ffudn - the Rangers are back in the saddle.