Back to Broadcast Depth

We recieved word, an hour ago, that the Machines had reactivated The Matri, and red pills were once again hacking in. I've given Bolt and Chip - my pilot and operator, respectively - the order to prepare for a return to broadcast depth. I don't know what RxAxGxE and Alis0n's plans are, but I will be jacking in, little as I'd like to. There are rumours of a Zion party, tonight. If there is, then I know that my friends Cetarius, GeoNeo and Donsolo will be there. If there are no raids then a party might be good for me. If there is no party and the war is raging again, then I will escape to Downtown and farm quietly for a bit.

After my last entry, I came out on top of The Unkindness to clean one of the rear gun turrets. For a while now, I've been lying on my back, looking at the top of the chamber that we're set down in, lost in thought and memory. Years ago, when I was a little girl in Mega-City, I would crawl out onto the rooftop of my apartment building, lie on my back and look up at the stars. Now the stars are gone. I look up at the stars in The Matrix sometimes, but of course, they're not the same, anymore. Now, they're just code on an artificial sky. I wonder how far from us the stars are in there? Is there a definate sky backdrop that you could physically touch?

And, of course, laying on my back isn't as comfortable as it was then, either, what with all the metal in my spine.

I have to go, now. Bolt tells me that he's ready to fire up the 'pads, but that he can't while I'm up here. Besides, I keep forgetting that the pendant dangling from my neck is the key to this ship. I've only had The Unkindness for just over a week, and it feels like I will never get used to being Captain.

I hope there's a party. :)