Ne' Leah Vien’s Personal Log -
Ship Life
This has been hardly an improvement from where I was. It wasn't a joke about this "rustbucket" or about the one controling it. Dim lights hot and humid it's hard enough to concentrate on what I have to do around here. The look from even the lowly aboard the ship tells me enough I'm not wanted.
My sleeping arrangements arn't much better, a metal slab bolted to the hull serves as a bed, and my back is reminding be of each night on that slab. The food here is hardly better, I havn't eaten much and I swear something in one of the dishes was moving.
This is going to be a very long journey, and I am going to have to learn fast in order to survive long here.
Title | Ship Life | |
Author | Ne' Leah Vien | |
Posted | Fri Jul 09, 2010 @ 6:51am |
My sleeping arrangements arn't much better, a metal slab bolted to the hull serves as a bed, and my back is reminding be of each night on that slab. The food here is hardly better, I havn't eaten much and I swear something in one of the dishes was moving.
This is going to be a very long journey, and I am going to have to learn fast in order to survive long here.