Corbin Cross

Capusleer's Log, Supplemental:

I went to a whorehouse in Jita with Osiris Daemon. You should remember that O.D. was a tough BlitzBall back that helped the Scrappers win all those championships in the seventies. This was AFTER he caught fifteen pounds of shrapnel with his ass. Real tough sonuvabitch, O.D.

One summer the original OD-B decided to head back to Jita Central for some R-n-R, and when I caught wind of his plans, I knew I had to go along. I needed to get away; things with the first wife had gone to hell in a hand basket and I had nothing but time after blowing my knee out. I think Osiris was just looking to score one last scoop of ‘tang, and I thought I could benefit from a taste of some myself. So there we were, a couple of old warbirds taking a shortcut through the backalleys of Jita, on a special quest to quench the oldest of mankind’s thirsts.