Star Seeker Saboteur Tornado Aboard the Tidal Wave Personal Journal – Date index 284.252.01 I’ve been a backstabber. I’ve burnt plenty of space bridges back in the day but I’m over that now. I’ve moved onto new ventures. Although we are still being pursued for crimes that our former colleagues committed, I’ve had time to keep my optics and my audial receivers open. The information I’m keeping on this old data recorder will be valuable one day beyond what it’s doing to keep me sane. I’m not yet sure who will buy it, but I’ll be ready. What can I say? It’s just what I was built to do. I break things down; weapons, ships, information, sometimes other bots… rip out the good stuff and make the most of it. Yup, we make the most of every situation, Ferak and I. When Squadron X went south, we jumped ship and have been soaring through space ever since. We have had our err… glitches along the way but nothing quite like this. I guess I’m to blame for us being temporarily stuck on this wreck of a space craft. The “Scourge of the Seven Systems”, HA! My firing pin! This old rust bucket and her crackpot captain are falling apart and barely enough have energon to keep things running. If we weren’t currently in debt to the captain for saving our tail pipes a few cycles ago we would have skipped out by now. Well, I know I would have. Ferak loves tinkering with this old junker. But here we are, support crew to a band of pirates. Not the best place for a former (I think) psychopath, but a great place for an information broker to stock up. The captain keeps going on about a huge bounty over the horizon but won’t provide any details. I think it’s time I did some digging. -End log