01-29-2020, 05:29 PM
Alster Unioners |
Tacname: Boetius
Positional group: Hoffnung, Führung, Arbeit, Wahrheit
Location: UN|Faint.Parry.Riposte! - Cell Directorate Asset. Hamburg.
Branchgroup: Unioners
Frei was barely repressing himself. Oh, this was going to be interesting. Irrespective as to if anything benign came of it. The pieces were steadily slotting together, as though fate was a blown-out hotrod of a shuttle being made whole again by a wiley technician with a junkyard of new-build components. Now that Corin had enough of an insight to substantiate rumour with fact - it was time to tip the scales.
Frei's Bretonian English was close to immaculate - it had to be - trade between the Syndicates was a bilingual job. But he had a belief that someone in GCHQ would translate Tomrum directly to Carinea's own BBC inflections, and like any good Unioner, Frei had an obligation to parody government institutions even when he was arm in arm with them. He switched into a florid mix of asteroid slang, Rheinland underworld creole, and Hamburg Rheinish German and badly mauled Danish lonewords that would irritate any Lane Hacker decryptors who might be punching a dataspike into the commnet.
Frei's Bretonian English was close to immaculate - it had to be - trade between the Syndicates was a bilingual job. But he had a belief that someone in GCHQ would translate Tomrum directly to Carinea's own BBC inflections, and like any good Unioner, Frei had an obligation to parody government institutions even when he was arm in arm with them. He switched into a florid mix of asteroid slang, Rheinland underworld creole, and Hamburg Rheinish German and badly mauled Danish lonewords that would irritate any Lane Hacker decryptors who might be punching a dataspike into the commnet.
Vær hilset.
It has been some time since we last dialogued. The news is good - the foundations are set, bera asilik have planned for - if you follow.
Rheinland is entering a period fo' reshufflin' the books, but the auld dynamics remain in play, wit o nawit da same bodies filling the pressure vessels. We have kept a light touch - the opportunists in the edgeworlds have done much of the unifying response for us. Risk of any self-titled patriot setting us back a few years has diminished. Now that is a cause for celebration on both sides of the Walker Nebula, ja?
We have the numbers, and the support - in the blue-collar and in the populi, to push for restitution. Which is to say, the politicians are seriously considering reinstating the Compacts of Unionisation. Restoring the old ways - the old dignities, is no longer a dirty phrase left for radicals, If a royal kaiser is the end result remains to be seen, mi sneakfreund. We are all honest brokers now. Leverage; we have it on the Republicans, and in the industry, too. We've cut a deal with the Robusters - the Exec' board of DHC themselves, on that account. Oder and Alster behover till Arbeiterstreiks - their production rests upon us. Radical legitimacy, min cabalers. It gets the pundits talking. Only the 'Schuh and their
FaulHesse handlers name our mang terrorists now. Terror's a dated taktik for deadmen when your enemies choose to play with red, veinpaint.
It's how you know you're entering the final days. Near two hundred years of human suffering about to hit a reckoning, long, long overdue on its debts.
I can't share op's details. The cells havn't cleared me to give you the full picture yet. Suffice to say, the FaulHesse are going to be tied in knots in the eastern front soon enough, which might ease pressure on the left. I've heard that the Coalition are taking exception to the moves you've made in rebuilding your homeland. I've heard all the main actors have been traded around like pieces on the board, and all the Coalition's subgroups are operatin' under redetached chain of command nowadays. Y'kan only build such wa groß hull wit so much steel before the air starts seeping out.
What air has seeped out, Bretonia? Your war in the Omegas has stress-tested that boat. I've been in the room with Mr Selim more than enough to get wa taste fo da man - I know he ain't the man to wrap himself in the flag and walk out of the airlock gates. Keller, too. That man thinks himself a fulcrum - big on symbiology, flags, impressions. He poisoned a director for no benefit to himself. A world-changing mind, you might say. Hm. What's the state in the west? Who are the players now? Who can we rally? We took Ernst Klugmann and made him a symbol of the third way. If the Coalition's hit upon the realisation that there's another, better path than reliving the old lie, we can cut a new path to bringing a just peace to the streets, fields, and hopes of South Sirius.
We've made it our cause's work to bring back the thirty seven thousand Unioner Lifers off Vierlande who are turnin' over radioactive topsoil on Jianxi for the rest of their days, taken in the Wedel release. That's an army of men, and ah' I believe that they're the catalyst to bring the Coalition down. That all the gears to grind the so-called Volksrevolt into the violent memory it should be, exist now. Today. Now, We can't reach them - not yet. The Sirene's jump drives arn't enough to secure a supply line, and our technicians are still a month away from gettin' the BIFROST functional enough to break Volvograd's atmosphere. But with a new player in the area... we can roll for the eight.
It's up to you to put the pieces together. We're ready; we're strong enough to break the chains. Provide armaments and ships that you cannot politically afford yourselves.
Tell us where to use our strength. Our industry. Patch us through.
Rheinland is entering a period fo' reshufflin' the books, but the auld dynamics remain in play, wit o nawit da same bodies filling the pressure vessels. We have kept a light touch - the opportunists in the edgeworlds have done much of the unifying response for us. Risk of any self-titled patriot setting us back a few years has diminished. Now that is a cause for celebration on both sides of the Walker Nebula, ja?
We have the numbers, and the support - in the blue-collar and in the populi, to push for restitution. Which is to say, the politicians are seriously considering reinstating the Compacts of Unionisation. Restoring the old ways - the old dignities, is no longer a dirty phrase left for radicals, If a royal kaiser is the end result remains to be seen, mi sneakfreund. We are all honest brokers now. Leverage; we have it on the Republicans, and in the industry, too. We've cut a deal with the Robusters - the Exec' board of DHC themselves, on that account. Oder and Alster behover till Arbeiterstreiks - their production rests upon us. Radical legitimacy, min cabalers. It gets the pundits talking. Only the 'Schuh and their
FaulHesse handlers name our mang terrorists now. Terror's a dated taktik for deadmen when your enemies choose to play with red, veinpaint.
It's how you know you're entering the final days. Near two hundred years of human suffering about to hit a reckoning, long, long overdue on its debts.
I can't share op's details. The cells havn't cleared me to give you the full picture yet. Suffice to say, the FaulHesse are going to be tied in knots in the eastern front soon enough, which might ease pressure on the left. I've heard that the Coalition are taking exception to the moves you've made in rebuilding your homeland. I've heard all the main actors have been traded around like pieces on the board, and all the Coalition's subgroups are operatin' under redetached chain of command nowadays. Y'kan only build such wa groß hull wit so much steel before the air starts seeping out.
What air has seeped out, Bretonia? Your war in the Omegas has stress-tested that boat. I've been in the room with Mr Selim more than enough to get wa taste fo da man - I know he ain't the man to wrap himself in the flag and walk out of the airlock gates. Keller, too. That man thinks himself a fulcrum - big on symbiology, flags, impressions. He poisoned a director for no benefit to himself. A world-changing mind, you might say. Hm. What's the state in the west? Who are the players now? Who can we rally? We took Ernst Klugmann and made him a symbol of the third way. If the Coalition's hit upon the realisation that there's another, better path than reliving the old lie, we can cut a new path to bringing a just peace to the streets, fields, and hopes of South Sirius.
We've made it our cause's work to bring back the thirty seven thousand Unioner Lifers off Vierlande who are turnin' over radioactive topsoil on Jianxi for the rest of their days, taken in the Wedel release. That's an army of men, and ah' I believe that they're the catalyst to bring the Coalition down. That all the gears to grind the so-called Volksrevolt into the violent memory it should be, exist now. Today. Now, We can't reach them - not yet. The Sirene's jump drives arn't enough to secure a supply line, and our technicians are still a month away from gettin' the BIFROST functional enough to break Volvograd's atmosphere. But with a new player in the area... we can roll for the eight.
It's up to you to put the pieces together. We're ready; we're strong enough to break the chains. Provide armaments and ships that you cannot politically afford yourselves.
Tell us where to use our strength. Our industry. Patch us through.
I'll let you guess the rest.