Sidereal year 4302. Day 73.Three days passed since we broke into the data centre. It seems like they don't know it was us, or at least Klob says if they had any idea, the whole planet would be after our heads. What's ever better, they did not recognize what we've done. My portrait is gone from the HoloTV completely. The interstellar warrant is just a bad dream now.
This few day was enough for me to grow to like Parpulax. It is nice here and I enjoy being free, but since I tasted adventure again, I decided to postpone settling down again.
"What's next, mate?" asked Felp one day.
"I guessed it's like we said before this whole warrant stuff. We are making some business together and I am looking for planets to build my life on."
"I thought you like Parpulax."
"I do. I really do. And I mig
