Dear Spirallily

Okay, so you’re not a character per se, but that hardly matters. I’m writing to you (even though I know you can’t read, you’ll have to get Desreal to use your input scanner-runners or something) just to say thanks. Thanks for being here since the start, thanks for not throwing tantrums or fits or major personality changes my way, and thanks for not complaining about all the damage I’m going to be doing to you. That includes painting you bright orange, but fair enough, that’s not set in stone yet. I’m on the wall as to whether you survive or not, though. After all, letting Tojai Kree hijack you really wasn’t nice, and as for joining Corscar’s fleet, well. Fair enough, if you do go, then at least you deserved it.

Sorry for rendering you spectacularly badly in the horrific biro-and-felt-tip-and-some-water-that-fell-on-you-when-i-was-in-the-sixth-form-centre medium, but I really needed to see just what a Rexen Messomesso-class transport barge looks like. Ahe.

Oh, and Corsan, Aeren, Tojai, Jobias and Generus: thanks for being ready already. Desreal, Corscar, Lady Galactica, the rest of the bloody Spirallily crew – please develop yourself more fully in the next, say, four days.