Lave Station, Lave, 30-Apr-3200

Edwards was completely bowled over by the sheer quantity of slaves I brought. Apparently, Lave's agricultural sector is in need of cheap labour and, the political situation being what it is, immigrants are hard to come by. Not that the destination of the goods concerns me all that much, but it's reassuring to know that they're not being made to work in the Uranium mines of Facece. I bid farewell to Edwards, whose staff look like they have their hands full trying to keep order among the new acquisitions.

Being a creature of habit, I re-fuel and purchase a hold full of animal skins for ¢26556.6. Forty-two tons of animal skins. That's a lot of dead animals, for sure.

The bulletin boards carry little of interest, except for a Caroline Molotov, who wants me to carry a duplication copy of a dream card starring Kate Patrick to Leesti. Whatever a dream card is, and whoever she is. I haven't exactly been following the ins and outs of the Outer Rim's entertainment bubble, but ¢520 just for carrying a small parcel is easy money, so I agree. We meet in the station concourse and I take charge of the parcel. Permission has already been granted for me to leave, so I move quickly to my ship and depart.