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SOURCE: John "Jeanie" Silverstone Tickles.
SUBJECT: You will hear a buzzer. When you hear the buzzer, look up at the ceiling.


Heart, huh? Cuties should not say things like that aloud. Besides, i thought it is your feet or hands. Or maybe tip of your nose and ears.

First of all, i am not sure if said "Cult", or whatever you are willing to call it, can be considered an organization. Frankly speaking, so far i have little ideas of what they are.
Given your expertise, you should have some ideas of what jumpholes are and how they work. Given your occupation, coupled with your... so to say, diplomatic skills, you should have heared the rumors of random temporary jumpholes appearing here and there.
My assumption is, those were not random. Texas, Kyushu, Delta, Kepler, Omega-3. None of those was random. Someone or something knows exactly how to cut ripples and holes in space. Moreover, someone or something knows exactly what to do to make a jumphole collapse and stop working.

Just thinking about it does not let me sleep well. Do you know any of those sayings about how you wear a lovely shade of "i did not sleep at all so do not piss me off please" every morning? I've always envied people who sleep easily. Their brains must be cleaner, the floorboards of the skull well swept, all the little monsters closed up in a steamer trunk at the foot of the bed.

I want to know more. I want to know what they are. I want to know how they do things they do and how to make them stop. I want to know how to do things myself. I want to know every little detail - and it is a tragedy that there is so little to examine. In my cargo hold i have seventy drives full of data. Flight records, video and audio evidence, copies of whatever some of the Cultist drones had in their not-so-little brains. And that's pretty much it.

That's where you come in with all your talking, planning, programming and clever stuff you do. Maybe you will come up with ideas of where to get, what to spy on - and what to bring back. Who knows. Maybe you will decide it is not worth the trouble and i will have to find someone else to do all the thinking.

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SOURCE: Is penalized fifty science collaboration points.
SUBJECT: While it may appear that I am only tracking your accomplishments using science collaboration points, the truth is every aspect of your performance will be reflected in your final score.


So, you say there are no beasts, McColdears? While i am glad to hear that, i still think we might be missing something important... But you know what? You have pretty face, nice curves, functional brain and relevant experience. I'll believe you on that one for now.
There's still more to it, however. The loot is in my cargo hold, provoking certain kind of people and reminding me how it feels to be stalked. Handing it over to you sounds acceptable. But offering to simply take it from me is cold, don't you think so? Please, warm up that cold heart of yours for me a little bit more. While i am not entirely sure myself on what do i want to hear, you have always been smart. I beg you to figure it out and tell me.

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SOURCE: Is awarded five science collaboration points.
SUBJECT: As an impartial collaboration facilitator, it would be unfair of me to name my favorite member of your team. However, it's perfectly fair to hint at it in a way that my least favorite member probably isn't smart enough to understand.


Sorry for suddenly disappearing for few days, Heart of Ice Cream.

I got myself a bit busy chasing ghosts, again. Unfortunately, i was not exactly productive in terms of new findings this time. But i would not call it useless either. Loitering in random places has its charm and you might even make a new friend or two. Or at least meet some of your old ones.

I thought about your offer on my way back. Result was me, deciding to give it a try. However, i am nowhere great with all those encryption protocols, virtual transponders and whatsoever. I am also not fine with the idea of letting anyone install anything on my ship, at all. So what if i ask you to personally work on it? Will it be possible for the price of yet another set of blue diamonds? Maybe a crate of chocolates? What do girls like these days?

Will be somewhere Ontarioish sometime soonish. I promise.

"Jeanie".

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SOURCE: Is awarded one hundred points!
SUBJECT: Again, those are science collaboration points, which you should not confuse with points from competitions such as Who-Gets-To-Live-At-The-End-An-Who-Doesn't.


I hope that my long absence did not startle you, darling. As you may have already guessed, i've been out for a walk. Do you know the saying? Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all of one’s lifetime.

My favorite kind of thing appeared in Hudson this time. It was somewhat close to where i usually loiter, so i just had to check. I'll make it short and simply describe the place as unwelcoming.

The catch is slightly better in comparsion to my previous try. Feel free to tell me if you fancy any of those toys.


In addition to my previous questions, though, let me ask you this: do you mind getting oily? I suddenly feel like inviting you over to fiddle not only with the buttons onboard - but with the equipment that needs maintenance, too. Oh, and i was always wondering if you like books, movies, video games and whatsoever. Fixing everything and letting the paint dry properly might take some time.

John.

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