Part 29: Days 633-639: A Return To Normalcy.
DAY 634: A Return to Sorts.
After my failed campaign in a non-existent presidential race, returning to news like this was oddly reassuring.
: Do you have any orders, Master Meteor?
: Kill stuff, I guess.
Welcome back, me. Hello, galaxy. Hello, Stockholm Syndrome.
DAY 635: Operation Overkill begins.
Good ship. I'll send it somewhere. Not really sure where. Hard to keep track of all my ships now, a good problem to have. Must remember to fire whoever names these things.
DAY 636: The Surge Worked!
: We did it!
: About damn time. Vanden nearly did that all by himself.
: Good old Vanden. 'Always gets the job done', I'd say!
: We're beginning the diplomatic phase. We should have this planet and its many mines soon.
: Kinda slow...let's speed it up some. With wookiees!
: You can't kill away all your problems, Commander.
: I beg to differ.
DAY 638: Infodump!
Lightly defended. Future target.
DAY 639: Another Final Grasp.
: Another planet in Sluis falls, Commander.
: Rough times.
: Eh. It's fine.
: I've got a plan.
: Oh. Joy.
: The kid gloves are coming off.
To Be Continued...