Dear Lilith,

I'm sorry for having to correspond with you this way, but it seems we lack any other option. I'm sure you noticed the time-lag and stutters in our last communication. When I asked Cassidy about it, she informed me that there was no problem with the equipment, we've simply gone beyond the gear's designed range. Frankly, I think she was a little impressed we got this much distance. Shuttles aren't usually used so far from their motherships.

I hope you've been well these past few weeks. We've been carrying on as usual, filling our time with whatever we can find. I've read more in the past few weeks than I have in years. Wonderful library on board. I have to admit, despite our group's camaraderie, I think it's a good thing there's so few of us out here. The chance to have a few hours of total solitude is increasingly important for some of us. This is due to a slightly unpleasant discovery we only recently made.

We forgot to bring any extra alcohol.

It's not so bad for most of us. We all partook back in Sanctuary, but it's really Axton and Salvador that are suffering the most. Axton said he hasn't been this 'dry' in seven years, and poor Salvador has an almost constant withdrawal/dehydration headache. I've spent a great deal of time with him in the medical bay, trying to find a permanent remedy, but he always needs to seek me out a day or so later. I believe he and Axton are nearly desperate enough to try drinking watered-down hand sanitizer. They may have been emboldened by their experimentation with mouthwash shooters, I'm not one hundred percent certain.

Hopefully, we can prevent any further ill-conceived ventures into improvised drunkenness, and instead provide a fairly logical alternative. Gaige and I have a plan, but it will require your aid quickly, before we lose even this limited means of communication.

Salvador lamented that included with the six crates of forgotten spirits was his grandmother's personal recipe for their traditional family brew. If you could locate the recipe and send it to us via this channel, Gaige is convinced she could brew it from materials on board. She's quite enthusiastic about the prospect; I believe she's already designing the still.

If you could locate the recipe, you would have seven very grateful people on this ship.

Has your pregnancy been advancing smoothly? How are Brick and Mordecai? Any changes on the Hyperion front?

-Maya


Hey, killer!

ain't that funny? i'm the one taking a mission from you for once! :)

i'll look for Sal's recipe. if i can't find it, maybe i can get in touch with his grandma, we'll see.

the little one is still healthy, and hasn't caused me any problems. i'm not even showing much. between that and the med gear on our shuttle, i might get off with an easy ride. here's hoping, right?

some news on the Hyperion front. Brick n' Mordy are tracking an old frenemy now. with any luck, they'll have her in captivity soon. she's got one very important question to answer.

Lilith

p.s. found the recipe like two seconds before i mailed this. Sal's grandma wrote it on the back of his wanted poster. good luck with your moonshine, save me some for when you get back! (and i can drink it again)


Liiiiiiiiillllllllleeeeeeeeeeeee!

Thx 4 the rcepi! Gage mad it reeeeely gud, and I miiiiiiiiight have had a liiiiiiiittttle too mcuh. Sals soooo hapy. I like it when he's happi. I like it when every1s hapy dont yuou liek it when were all hippy? U do, i no you dooooo. Yer a good leader lady, you reeaaallly are. Yes, you r! Who's a good leader? It's uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! Youll bee a gret mommy. too. I never had a mom, did I tell you that? I wanted one when I was little, but the brothers wouldnt git me 1. Losta brothers, but no mommy or daddy. They werent even good brothers. they were more like.. really... really, really, not good brothers. Ooh, ooh, I know! I should tack this shoip, you sohuld take the shuddle, and we;ll both go attack the planet I gerw up on! we should totally do it, it'll be greeeeeeaaaat! Write me back!

-Maya


...good lord, girl, how much did you drink?!

gotta go, prisoner to interrogate. }:)

-Lil


Lilith,

Much less than you'd expect, much more than I should have. I learned- no, scratch that- we all learned a valuable lesson that night: you do not tangle lightly with Sal's home brew. Even now, the clicking as I type sends arrows of pain through my head. If you're wondering why I'm using a physical keyboard instead of a light panel, it's because the light panel made want to rip my eyes out due to the the pain that vision brought me. Ow.

How are you? Did you say you'd retrieved your target?

...I have to stop writing now and find Salvador. He owes me aspirin. Lots of it.

-Maya


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[Just a short little chapter that wandered into my head. Still on track to resume the actual story on the 28th, and I may have a few more here as well. Thanks for reading!]