Day: November 21, 2018

Shaking asses for the masses. The thing on the mind was becoming half altered for Snake. “There is more to this I know, but can’t recall,” he says. Not to get to close to the flow of mind and emotions both Mudd and Snake exchange bits of information to each other. “I’ve been here a long time,” Mudd says. “Call for Geni.” Snake goes to the corridor openings to make his way to the front end of the ship. The next 6 months results in the crew not finding anything as far as mineral acquisitions, only the need to decide to call it in regards to resupply themselves at this point. They wanted to make way where they could hall in remote sectors wealth, but were just wasting their time. So the time was just a waste then? Certainly yes, unequivocally so. On the way back to a outpost station they as a group wringing their hands to failure to deep space. Mudd uttered to Geni, “It’s like we scratched on the 8 ball.”