| Author | Message | ||
     Maj Jacob Prescot |
Prescot sighed and looked over the PADD in front of him. He frowned and shifted around in his chair, the discomfort from his injury still present. He had been told by a passing crewman about the chance to send a message back to the Milky Way and had immediately tried to draft a letter to his parents back home. "Milord and Milady, As I am certain that by the existence of this letter in your hand you have already deduced that I am alive. It has been too long since we have spoken last. I’m afraid that we didn’t exactly leave on the best of terms. My last conversation with you father was heated and full of things that I believe neither of us should have said. I was torn with grief when we were first stranded here, knowing that mother was probably in morning at hearing the news of my death........" The letter continued on with the various exploits that Prescot had in M64. Ranging from fighter combat against Hegemony bio-ships to hand to hand combat against Hegemony forces. Prescot sighed and looked over the letter a few times before smirking and adding on a final line to his letter. "At the stroke of midnight in a weeks time. Find yourself a bottle of Fire Brew and drink half a pint of it all at once. I have been given a bottle of it and I will do the same..." Prescot grinned at his letter and sent it off into the queue to be sent off to the Milky Way. |