Get off Planet Quasar

Farewell Quasar...

I'll be honest. I was expecting shit to blow up in my face. It usually does. But the ticket Carlo gave me was legit, and I got a nice comfy window seat on the train off of Quasar and away from the prison. Some other fucker would probably take this opportunity to lay low. But I can't. I got people I gotta look out for.

The train is going to Planet Gibson, which I can't tell if its a coincidence or fate. In one of the many meetings Nyssa put with Celeste and I, one of the meetings was about contingency planets. Planets to go to in case something goes wrong and we get seperated. Places we can lay low. Gibson was one of them. Meaning the chances of meeting one of my girls was higher than 0% right now. So, I put my head down.

And wait.