Hi

Where to begin? Last night I was drunk. In fact, I'm a bit drunk still now, but since my doctor said I should let my shit (he said story) out in the world, here we go. I have a ship, beautiful ship, built by my grandfather, only in its kind, I call it Atomsk, like my grandfather was called. I work as a freelance pilot for GRtrans, here in Granada, and also for myself, so you know, if you have anything (anything that I can fit or tow with the Atomsk) that you want shipped anywhere, I'm your gal. I fought in the Myrean wars and have experience in carrying dangerous cargo. I just carry things, not people (aunt Renie, this goes for you), there are better ways to get there than using my ship. Now I need to go, I have a package waiting for me at the station.