It's been two weeks since I made my last jump. I should have dished out the extra credits for the fuel but it's too late now. Food supplies are starting to dwindle. I think I have another week's worth of rations left. If there's one thing I learned in the army, it was to make supplies stretch. I'm not the only one stranded in this sector. I found a ship with an outlaw. The weapons systems were damaged on both of our ships, so we just talked. He hasn't told me his name yet, I haven't told him mine either, but he has been trying to convince me to salvage both of our ships so that we can meet up with some friends of his.
As of late I have been considering his offer, maybe I'll join the Outlaws. There's good money in it and I could always use the extra credits. I'm going to talk to him about it today.
Today's the day. We've spent the last two days salvaging what we can and we're ready to make the jump. It's a little bit cramped but if what he's promising is true, there will be enough food and credits for both of us, but as a safety measure I've rigged up the ship to blow if my vitals drop. Though I expect to make another logbook entry soon, until then, Simon Talon signing off, for now.