❝They call him Tech. ❞

                        ❝yeah, he can fill your head with useless

 info for hours. ❞

I suppose I should offer a few explanations for my extended absence.

When I logged my last entry to the holonet, we were embarking on our mission to rescue Hunter from Kamino, a trap orchestrated by Crosshair to capture the rest of us, albeit quite predictable.

Well, since that fateful day we have been laying low. Our presence in Tipoca City during its destruction has left us presumed deceased by the Empire. Or so we hope.

Most recently, we attempted to pirate the remains of Count Dooku’s war chest on Serenno. As the contents of his war chest could prove to be quite lucrative. I will spare the details. The mission was rather uneventful.

I am now suffering at the behest of a fractured femur and will be immobile for, as I have calculated, approximately twelve standard weeks. My overall recovery time will last several more months (around four to six by Galactic standards).

I am not asking for pity or expressions of sympathy. Injuries such as these are to be expected in our line of work. I merely need to keep busy and ask for your company via the Holonet during this painstakingly long recovery.