They finally sent my XO. Lt. Something, I’ll figure her name out the fifth or sixth time she tells me. Peabody will be happy, he’ll have someone to be administrative with. Although she already came to inform me that he maintains that I need to attend the morning meetings. At least Buckman, the cook, makes good coffee.
Resupply run means we’re here for 21 days before they come back. We’ve got an orbital array, so we’re in fairly regular contact with the Hercules. Four hour check ins. We’re getting some rain, and now that the colonists have security escorts and can range further afield we’re also seeing more injuries. Minor stuff, but it might get worse. Some of them are like kids in a candy store, running up to every shiny thing they see.
It rains here. That’s something. I could really use a drink.