Day 20. 5th Month of the Standard Calendar. Location: Transport Ship (hell)
Well, we've landed, but we've been waiting for hours to get the go ahead to actually disembark.
If this section is unreadable, blame motion sickness. The rest of the brig hasn't had it too bad, but I've been sick from the get-go, and the smell is in no way helping. Even when we're docked it's just swaying back and forth and back and forth.
I need to get off this ship and have a smoke with some fresh air. I found out that Grin played the triangle when I tried to light one. You wouldn't believe where he threatened to put it.
This little slice of hell is going straight back to where it came from after I'm well enough to wire explosives.
-Count Inyou
P.S. Tell Baka that if he wants it he can go down there and get it himself.
P.P.S. Paraphrase that. I don't want to be sent down there. My explosives go off without warning down there.
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