Date: November 13 1990
Summary: Cid reports on a trip.
Rating: M for language
Status: Closed to IC comments.
Writin' this on the trip home
Was kinda wierd bein' back home. Maori hasn't changed a bit. Not that I thought it would. Everyone still livin' the same boring lives, not thinkin' about anything. 'S it any wonder I left the place?
Anyway. Lardass Palmer had the new spot picked out for the launch. Was worried it was a little close to the town, but I was assured there was no problem. Spent a few days inspectin' the site, with the fat man tryin' to drum up some enthusaism from the locals. Didn't get much outta them. Didn't expect to.
Hell, most exciting thing to happen wasa coupla bar fights. You'd think those idiots'd remember you don't mess with a Highwind, and 'specially not this one!
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Didn't think that waste of space even knew Shera, let alone the fact she got sick easy. Just cause she might not be the strongest woman in the world don't mean she's good for nothin'! I like to think my fist made that point rather well. Hope she's been OK while I been gone. Not heard anythin' from her, though I guess that means everythin's running smoothly. Guess I'll find out soon enough