Ugh. The frag was I last night? I’ve got a helm ache and feel like a city just plowed me over…
((hi… I live? Gimme a few days to figure my shit out here))
I can promise you it wasn’t with me. I only recently came back online myself.
Apparently I was kidnapped and experimented on.. then for some reason left for dead.
Oh and I went all psycho on my ex not long ago. No explanation as to why. There is something seriously messing with my head. Not that I don’t like a good torture session but…yah.
Well apparently both of us have a gap in the memory banks then. Care to grab a drink and reminisce on old, forgotten times? I could use something at least a little normal right now.
I greatly dislike memory gaps. Whatever they did…caused me to not entirely be myself. I’ll tell you over that drink then. Send me some coordinates of where you want to go. I could use a friendly face and a lot of high grade.
Alright- I know a decent club still open on one of the colony planets, shooting over the coordinates now.
