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NN LOG FOR: HANAMURA, NODOKA [0d1413d3-c14c-4075-a211-ccad80e150d2]
Log Number 009
Date/Time: October 20th, 824 AS | 3:00 Universal Time
Location: Yurasu Station, Sigma-59 System, GMG/Edge Worlds Space
Subject: Of Guildmen and Rheinlanders
Nodoka looks onward at the screen in her bed aboard the Pudica, several hours after dropping off Helium to the station - A BBC transmission from New London is on screen, a BBC reporter talking with a agent from the Rheinland's BDM.
"...the Buro stated that the Gas Miners Guild was responsible for the attack upon Fulda, without differentiation of the different corporations within the guild. Has the Buro...", the reporter says on the screen, only for Nodoka to speak up. "God above, Sirius is turning to a ****show.. Gauls to the west, GMG to the east, Corsairs and Outcasts to the north and south, and K'hara all over."
Honya's disembodied voice chimes up, broadcasting through the speakers next to her bed. "I understand your displeasure regarding all this, Hanamura-sensei. However, it is not reason to give up hope. I personally feel something is off about the GMG attacking Rheinland like this."
Nodoka turns to the speaker. "How's that? I mean, they were squawking valid GMG idents, flying GMG ships... If it's a black operation by a third party, than there's not much to go on to prove it.."
Pale Bride responds this time, backing Honya. "We've been discussing it personally, and given corroborated historical information, It doesn't seem likely that the GMG would go so far as to attack Fulda out of the blue like this without provocation. They don't seem like the kind of people who would out of the blue, attack people."
"Well still, someone committed a crime against Rheinland by nuking the everliving hell out of Fulda - And whether they like it or not, unless they chime up, the GMG is going to be the sacrificial lamb." Nodoka retorts.
"True... By the way, have you heard back from Ingennus Research Group? Have they approved our request?" Honya asks her superior.
"Yes, the CEO contacted me in fact. They're drawing up schematics and preparing something pertaining to controlled cell growth, and they're probably going to make you two some kind of "Cyborg" body."
"W-wh-what? A.. Cyborg...shell?" Honya says, Pale Bride in shock over the result of their inquest.
"Yes. I am having concerns, however, I feel like my request has put me on thin ice, as they said for me to declare my words carefully. I don't know why, but I'm going to tread lightly as to not offend, even though that's usually against my nature."
"So we'll essentially be just like you? Except with our AI cards being in control of the body instead of a brain?"
"I don't know. Like I said, they're working on preparations and design. We'll cross that bridge when we get there."
Nodoka turns and covers herself up. "I'm going to bed. The two of you get your rest if you desire it - Hopefully tommorow the Council will have our paycheck and IRG will be ready for us."