Age: 42
Height: 6'1
Weight: Extremely light
Iris color: Brown
Hair color: Brown
Personal info: Flowers, formerly known as Roger Simmons, suffered a severe mental breakdown five years ago. No one really knows what went wrong in his head, it's presumed to be some mutated form of PTSD or Amnesia. Don't expect him to be hostile when you find him. He'll probably greet you with a hug or something.
Priority: Medium
Age:Unknown
Height: Unknown
Weight: I'm assuming fat, because of his ship name
Iris color: Unknown
Hair color: Unknown
Personal info: Jerry is a wild card. I've no information about him aside from that he flies The Fat Clydesdale, and he's damn good at it. He is a pirate that became close friends with Flowers. He wanted to join up with me about eight months ago during a mission on some false info I retrieved that got a close friend of mine killed. He vanished after that. His piloting skills will come in handy.
Status: In jail
Location: N/A
Leads: N/A
Priority: Medium
Age:20
Height:167 cm
Weight: 65 kg
Hair color: Blonde
Iris color: Blue
Personal info: Matilda Antioch. Met her brother George a while back. She used to run with the Colonial 27th fleet alongside Jayse. They were wiped out on a patrol through an ancient jumpgate located in Coronado. They're the last two survivors. Their experience will definitely come in handy.
Status: Unavailable due to pregnancy
Age: 27
Height: 5'11
Weight: 181lbs
Hair Color: Black
Iris Color: Brown
Personal info: Jayse Maxwell was a Captain in the Colonial Republics 27th fleet. He's one of the only surviving members that has been seen in months. The others have been presumed dead due to a dangerous confrontation through an ancient jump gate in the Coronado system. His experience with the Royal Navy, Infected individuals and Nomads on the front lines will be very useful to us. Unfortunately, there's no telling what trouble he might of gotten himself in to. It's best if you locate him quickly.
Status: Unknown
Location: Last spotted on Planet Los Angeles, California
Leads: Matilda may know more, I ran in to him myself on a trip through Liberty a month ago, but I haven't found anything on him since.
Priority: High
Mister Lagsalot is a mercenary who is rather fond of working for the Liberty Navy. I myself have worked with him before, and had him work against me. He's a very good pilot, and we'll need all the help we can get.
Status: Active
Location: On a mission
Col. Douglas E. Kovic - Military Service record/Dossier combination
Age of enlistment: 18
Age of retirement: 74
Current age: 74
Date of birth: 747 A.S, March 3rd
Rank: Colonel
Division: Marines, 24th platoon, commanding officer.
Biography: Born and raised to two members of the Liberty Navy, Douglas Edgar Kovic had military service running in his family for nearly three-hundred years. One year after becoming eligible for enlistment, Kovic signed up on West Point, where he spent six years learning from the best the Navy had to offer. After graduating, Kovic was assigned to peace keeping duties, security details, and nineteen different warships. During the Nomad war of 800-801 A.S, Kovic, at the rank of Lieutenant Commander, ran a small resistance team in Liberty against the infected out of his home on Planet Houston. He was awarded the Medal of Honor, and Purple Heart, for the loss of his right ear during a fighter battle in orbit where he took a critical hit. During the period of 804-813 A.S, he was a teacher on board West Point Military Academy. His students often recognized him as cruel, inspiring, brave, insane and intelligent. During the Rheinland war, he coordinated small strikes in to Hamburg and on larger targets in the defense of Texas. Later, when Bretonia called for Liberty's aid, he was deployed and given the rank of Colonel on the ground. He had remained in military service on the ground and in the air until June 23rd, 821 A.S, where he was pulled from the planet-side battle of Leeds and was forced to retire. He kept his fighter afterwards as a momentum of his time serving Liberty.
Personal notes: When I graduated West Point, I thought I would never have to hear from this man ever again. He sent me a hand-written letter, delivered by courier to my hotel room on New Tokyo. It contained a lot of things... I'll upload it to this file. Kovic is an obnoxious, cruel bastard. He taught me everything I knew. On the battlefield, there are no rules. It's you, or them. His lectures involved war stories, calling people sissies and girls, babies, and a lot of other things. He was a brilliant strategist and a fantastic man. I hated him more than I have ever hated anyone in my entire life.
To: Cmd. Joshua Hunt.
Howdy, there, chicken legs! How you been? Still wanted fer' treason you scumbag? I always said you was good fer' nothin', but I kind o' respected you in a certain way. You may not have been the most noticeable student I had the displeasure of teachin', but you were creative, an' I got to know you a bit. You still got them itty bitty girly legs? 'Course not, you made it to Commander before you defected! I'd say I'm proud, but I'm no liar. You were like a son to me in a strange... Man to student way. I respected yer' actions, and yer' ability to always fight for what's right, an' lets be honest.. You're damned hard t' kill. I would know! I tried!
Yer' pro'lly wonderin' why yer' most favorite teacher is writin' you. I'm old, Hunt. I can't say I have many friends. I yell at everything I don't like, an' I certainly would yell at you given the chance. They pulled me outta' the fight and forced me to retire. Said I'm too old to be fightin'. I say no way! This fight ain't over, an' I ain't gon' let Lady Liberty fall to no French freaks! They got their big fancy Battleships, but I fought them on the ground! They ain't able to hold their own without numbers!
Anywho, could you come visit me? All the other students o' mine returned the letters... I ain't got no one no more.
Shut it, dirt bag,
Colonel Douglas Kovic.
Mission information:
Location: Liberty
Status: Active
Leads: None.
Sting Ray informed me of one of the files being corrupted. It'll be fixed shortly and re-uploaded here. Just goes to show you can't trust a broken computer progra-
:: Signal disconnected ::
:: Reason: Who are you calling broken? ::
:: Signal located::
:: Incoming Transmission ::
:: Source: Unknown ::
:: Encryption: Ancient ::
:: Communication ID: ERROR ::
The Dossier on Jayse Maxwell has been repaired. I'm also wiring you some credits for the next few days. They'll help fund the trip and any expenses you've got to make. I've unfortunately not located any information on Hubert Wallace, the last one I needed you to find. I'll keep digging.
:: Incoming Transmission ::
:: Source: Unknown ::
:: Encryption: Ancient ::
:: Communication ID: ERROR ::
I hope everything is going as planned. I've not received any updates from you. Nevertheless, I've promised to keep you posted on anything interesting involving your mission. Jerry is no longer a viable candidate for this operation. He was imprisoned by the Kusari authorities and is now likely facing a year sentence. No bail, either. So, we're going with someone new. I'm uploading a new dossier to the group.
Unfortunately Geoffrey was locked into the [A1R CAD3T] Protocol by my suggestion to upgrade his orientation and skills, he's currently under management of the data streams and will--"
Enfield walks through the rear of the cockpits door...
"Yes, well i think the sync is done, hello again... Sorry for the long reply, seems 'Zeal' here never updated herself and we're sitting in Manhattan for Butch's old lead, so---"
He scratches the area of his arm where a large electronic card is supposed to be inserted to.
"We'll get to Java and follow the Dossiers in order, see what i can dig up on your agents and contacts. But don't shout at me if you find their blood in my gears and hands. Sirius is not a trusted place, and anyone could be out there to... Ya' know."
"We'll update our feed and keep in contact, we'll upload log information of the contacts we've had with your agents and encrypt them into a AI-2-AI understanding. We've spiked 5T1NG-R4Y with a bug, by now, that bug would of uncovered itself from the sub wave neural network. He holds the other 'Key' to the encryption lock, that will open the contact logs and updates."
Enfield laughs quietly in the background...
"What...?"
"Just you and other AI's, you get all 'lower Human' with them..."
"Shut up... Plushy-butt."
:: Incoming Transmission ::
:: Source: Dawn ::
:: Encryption: Ancient ::
:: Communication ID: ERROR ::
Well, Sting Ray already stole the liner while I was out and found Lagsalot. He left Butch in Tau-23 on Java. He's probably still there, but he's been moving around more frequently. No updates on the others as of yet. I've also got another issue I could use your help with when you find him. Some designs I've been working on are lacking power, and nothing we've got available to us will cut it. I've got a theory, and I've already sent Lagsalot to recover an item that just might do the trick.
:: Incoming Transmission ::
:: Source: Dawn ::
:: Encryption: Ancient ::
:: Communication ID: N/A ::
Things have picked up. I've met with former Fleet Admiral Rachel Baker of the Liberty Navy and proposed our infiltration plan to them based on some data Dunn had sent me. She seems to be on board with the idea, and wants to organize a meeting with Fleet Admiral Teerin. We'll need a secure location to host said meeting, as the Dawn seemed to have had smuggling compartments loaded with rotten meat... That actually explains the smell. It'll be getting cleaned.
I'm still waiting on a report from you about even one of the dossiers I sent you. I'm adding another one to the list. He's a former teacher at West Point, who recently sent me a letter. Despite his attitude, he'll be a valuable asset to the team. He's likely in New York or Texas yelling at something across the system-wide channel. So, now you've got a second job. Find us a place to move our operation until the Liner is cleaned. Doesn't matter where, as long as it's secure.
Lastly, I'm sending more credits to your gunship. In case you're running low. Expect the funds to transfer soon. We've still got a lot of time to get things together, it's all on you to find the people and bring them someplace safe and secure.
“Guh, things are pretty tight on my schedule, i mean, i got multiple Marduks that i talk to sometimes and my Private Agency training is still going on, so more or less things are... Tight... I apologize sincerely that progress has been slow, but things will hopefully pick up."
Enfield stands up in his chair brushing himself off in the process.
"Now... *Cough*... We've come into contract with... Butch..."
He bites his bottom lip while rustling his hair.
"He seems clean, as in... Wiped clean, someone’s taken his Navy past from him... He told me he was on Sugarland prison before joining the rouges. Someone apparently took away everything while in the process of his breakout. Apparently he was freed by Rheinland Military officals when on a raid... Das Wilde possibly."
"Wait--- hold on, we have another possible explanation."
"Ehh, yeah my mouth is tired... and my Head, i mean that [A1R C4D3T] program is-"
"Fine whatever... *Huff* Pshhh... Yeah, i possibly think while in the Navy, he had something to do within Alaska, i can say we've been there ourself, that morbidly green place is shut down tighter than Schatten! So what i'm saying here... He guarded Alaska, found something or was compromised and had to be mind wiped / IV'ed to rid him of knowing information."
"But---!"Enfield points his finger at 'Zeal while raising his eyebrows.
"Yes 'But'... Its not a secure answer, so it could be anything else."
Enfield starts bobbing up and down on the spot.
"Matilda, Matilda, remember what she said!"
"OH YEAH! YES YES! Right... *ehem* She told us, while in the Exodus of the Colonials home world, it was noticed that the Gallia's invasion that a 'Huge' blue Nomad vessel was present... She explained that the Galliac forces never engaged the 'Body'."
"Yes! So that might give possible conclusion that the Nomads are involved into the conflict... But why? Once people in Gallia's Navy see this, they could turn around--- But then again, possibly not."
Enfield jumps back into his seat and plugs himself into the wires
"Anyway, contact between us may be difficult due to other events that are going on. So good luck for now, i'll see tomorrow if i can get in contact, also... We're sending Sting-Ray his AI-2-AI data and he'll vocally tell you where i'm bringing most of the people."
Location of the people will be at Cambridge at Enfields old Parents house, things may get rough if we're trying to get them trough the Tau's, since we're hitting most of the transports to suffocate Gallia's logistics to slow their progress. - 'Zeal'
:: Incoming Transmission ::
:: Source: Dawn ::
:: Encryption: Ancient ::
:: Communication ID: N/A ::
I know what happened to Butch. He was on board the original Dawn at the time of it's destruction and never made it to a life pod. He was presumed dead and still is. Total amnesia. He's taken on a whole new personality. He didn't even recognize his own family on Manhattan. It's a little sad, actually. Good to hear you found him though... I hope he wasn't as annoying as the last time I spoke with him. Don't ever mention sleep overs or interior decorating near that man unless you have sixteen hours to kill. It's a nightmare.
About Matilda... Hmm.. That information is disturbing. Knowing that they willingly accepted it's presence.. I'll have to forward this to someone at a later date. Unfortunately, Matilda will not be joining the mission. She's rather occupied with her own issues. To put it bluntly, she's about to become a mother. That leaves you and Butch to find the next person. Don't expect him not to follow you. I chained him to a chair and he still met me in space. I'd say knock him out, but that just might make his situation worse.
Regarding the info Zeal sent Sting Ray. I'm going to be using your home for a meeting with Fleet Admiral Teerin in the next few days. I've got some business to tend to in Colorado for now. I'm also waiting on a report from Lagsalot. At least you found two of them. Keep up the good work. I'm wiring you some more funds now to help you out.
Keep me posted when you've located the next contact.
:: Incoming Transmission ::
:: Source: Baffin ::
:: Encryption: Ancient ::
:: Communication ID: N/A ::
After our trip through Kansas, and that whole incident with the "thing" latching on to my ship, I've had to get it completely rebuilt. Thankfully The Xenos on Milford recognized me. They've been hard at work since I arrived, and they managed to get it off the side of my ship. It only took heavy construction machinery. Now, The Zoners of Baffin are welcoming our help. They've given us a bit of information on the situation. Seems as though Golanski is attempting to steal their technology and harass their delegates. This wont do. They're also a little reluctant to share any information on the ship, so I'd like you to see what you can get from a Doctor Van Van Mojo while we're here.
I have some business to discuss with the Lane Hackers, but I'll be around. I've already sent word to Lagsalot to meet up with you in Baffin. He'll do what you say, but he'll question every word of it. You'd expect that from such a charismatic mercenary. I'll also send word to Jayse and Flowers. Kovic... Well... Him and Zoners don't mix. We'll leave him out of this. The last thing we want is him insulting everything in Baffin. We've got a lot of work to do, so let's try and resolve this matter quickly. Keep the peace and act defensively, don't go on the offensive unless absolutely necessary. We're there to investigate and protect the Zoners from The Order, not attack anything that moves.. Not that I expect that from you.
Anyways, you've got your job, I've got mine, Lags has his, Flowers is... Flowers, and Jayse will be there shortly.
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