Fair enough, Magda will run a quick survey of the local news net and the chat forums. If she can find it she'll even look at the more seedy side of the network just to see what the resistance, there's always a resistance, looks like here. On the News Net she's looking for kind of obvious stuff, Glo...

Yeah, we'd get fired for drinking on the job or accepting anything from clients. Accepting anything beyond a handshake is considered bribery. Now back in the day guys used to show up with bottles of booze at xmas but ya that's super frowned upon now. That all changed about 20 years ago... Fudge hav...

Magda smirks and heads to the cargo bay to watch, she still feels like shit but the jump fog is beginning to lift.

"I has a hundred credits, say he flip over or smack his head on support truss before figuring out."

I’m somewhere between two and three million published words at this point. I used to keep track. Now I can’t be sure how many books I’ve written without looking. ;) Wow, that's fantastic! :D Someone posted stats of word written on an RPG site I play 1 game on. I wrote over 600,000 words last year o...

Magda does her best to stagger into the capitals cabin and slides down the wall sitting on the floor while waiting her turn to be swabbed. She hangs her head over the tea cup and inhales the warm vapors. " Berm, " Magda says quietly still sitting on the floor, " is not much to write h...

Joxe steps into the galley and programs the autochef to brew green tea. When it completes its task, she brings the cup to Magda. "I hope this will help." The blonde smiles. "The good news is, the jump was a success. We're in the right place with all our pieces intact. I copied all th...

Magda rolls over and lets out a deep sigh, "My brain aches," she says quietly, "is there tea? Green not the black stuff, no milk. Does not want to puke up curdled milk just in case."

Magda is passed out on a couch in the crew commons, jump transitions and her do not agree with one another.

Merry Christmas ya'll.

Magda plugs her laptop into the news feeds, "What is you are looking for?" She asks Hendrick slowly consuming a bowl of ramen, "I has been searching feeds and disassembling information for long time, I can help if you wants."

I'll be dead before that finishes off. LOL. It is an interesting premise but man, I'm thinking 20 years in game time, a week in jump you could probably cram lets say 20 to 25 jumps into a single year safely. You'd have to resupply and you'd need down time. The game could easily skip a year or better...

Magdalena sleeps peacefully through the transition, her computer recording every data readout that the ship can provide about what has occurred.

Magda takes her meds and goes and lays down her her bunk, she suits up before laying down and leaves her helmet on the bed next to her and a bucket on the floor close at hand. She lays there for a long while looking at Paris's empty bunk waiting for the jump transition.

We’re ridiculously underwater here. Every road into Vancouver from the rest of Canada was severed, we just got 2 back both of which are 2 lane goat paths and 1 of them just washed out. It is f’ing bananas, I’ll do what I can to keep current. Most of the roads have so many washed our bridges and wint...

I’m here.

Magdalena looks at the choices, “I does not really care, I would just prefer we does not has any jump problems this time. I is sick of feeling sick.”