06-30-2011, 08:23 AM
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To: Administrator Dane Summers, Freeport 1
From: Captain Scott MacFarlane
RE:: Humanitarian Relief
Greetings, lad. Ye don't know me personally, we've never met, but I know you. Rather, I know of you. Heard good things from your folks there at Freeport 1. If yer reading this than something else I suspected is also true: You've got good people workin for ye. I found this old hacker see, workin for the Gaians he was until they tried to turn over on him, rather than be paying him. Bailed him out and he owed me a favor. Had him encrypt this message using a cipher noones seen in oh... three generations maybe. Noone but him.. and an old partner of his that he heard was workin for ye.
Speakin of favors: That's what this be about. I owe two favors, both to Freeport 1. Yer boys saved my bacon twice now, once when the Malcolm was "accidentally" ran down by a Gateway tranny, and more recently when the bleeding Hun's mercenary attack dogs tried to murder me and my crew aboard the Bonny Lass. Both times your crews risked alot coming out ta help us, especially this last time. Came out and recovered our life pods and towed in the gutted Lass and healed her hurt enough to get us home to Scar. Those mercs coulda turned on yer boys fer it, murdering bastards they are, and yer people knew that but they risked it all the same. I owe yer people lad and I intend to repay.
As I send this, a Shire class transport is being loaded down for bear with Food, Medical Supplies, O2, Water and anything else we can cram into every nook and cranny we can find. Crew is even givin up their bunks to fill the space with more supplies. This be on my pocket. Ye taint to worry about any of it.
I heard the rumors, then saw the offical reports. Needless ta say, I'm fired up mad. I knew the Huns were bleedin insane, but I never thought they'd go this far, ta actually fire on the Freeport. 'Specially when ye t'aint got nuthin to do with it one way t'ar the other. Well, we'll be bringin ye panels and other supplies to repair the damage. In addition, I'm gonna try to talk some of the Bowex repair crews into comin out and lendin a hand if you'll take it. I know yer people be scared. If'n ye think it'll help, I'll alk to me bosses about getting the Royal Liner Victoria I ta come out and get those people off and down to Gran Canaria until all this blows over. Ye just let me know.
Not gonna include a shipping schedule or any kind of notice whatsoever. Don't wanna take a chance on the Huns interceptin that info or the Libertonians gettin trigger happy in Cambridge. Besides, I still gotta clear it with our people, but don't worry, I'll get this stuff to ye one way 'o the other, even if I gotta run the blockade with old chemical rockets strapped to me hide. Just make sure ye boys are ready ta give us a fast turn-round.
---MacFarlane
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To: Administrator Dane Summers, Freeport 1
From: Captain Scott MacFarlane
RE:: Humanitarian Relief
Greetings, lad. Ye don't know me personally, we've never met, but I know you. Rather, I know of you. Heard good things from your folks there at Freeport 1. If yer reading this than something else I suspected is also true: You've got good people workin for ye. I found this old hacker see, workin for the Gaians he was until they tried to turn over on him, rather than be paying him. Bailed him out and he owed me a favor. Had him encrypt this message using a cipher noones seen in oh... three generations maybe. Noone but him.. and an old partner of his that he heard was workin for ye.
Speakin of favors: That's what this be about. I owe two favors, both to Freeport 1. Yer boys saved my bacon twice now, once when the Malcolm was "accidentally" ran down by a Gateway tranny, and more recently when the bleeding Hun's mercenary attack dogs tried to murder me and my crew aboard the Bonny Lass. Both times your crews risked alot coming out ta help us, especially this last time. Came out and recovered our life pods and towed in the gutted Lass and healed her hurt enough to get us home to Scar. Those mercs coulda turned on yer boys fer it, murdering bastards they are, and yer people knew that but they risked it all the same. I owe yer people lad and I intend to repay.
As I send this, a Shire class transport is being loaded down for bear with Food, Medical Supplies, O2, Water and anything else we can cram into every nook and cranny we can find. Crew is even givin up their bunks to fill the space with more supplies. This be on my pocket. Ye taint to worry about any of it.
I heard the rumors, then saw the offical reports. Needless ta say, I'm fired up mad. I knew the Huns were bleedin insane, but I never thought they'd go this far, ta actually fire on the Freeport. 'Specially when ye t'aint got nuthin to do with it one way t'ar the other. Well, we'll be bringin ye panels and other supplies to repair the damage. In addition, I'm gonna try to talk some of the Bowex repair crews into comin out and lendin a hand if you'll take it. I know yer people be scared. If'n ye think it'll help, I'll alk to me bosses about getting the Royal Liner Victoria I ta come out and get those people off and down to Gran Canaria until all this blows over. Ye just let me know.
Not gonna include a shipping schedule or any kind of notice whatsoever. Don't wanna take a chance on the Huns interceptin that info or the Libertonians gettin trigger happy in Cambridge. Besides, I still gotta clear it with our people, but don't worry, I'll get this stuff to ye one way 'o the other, even if I gotta run the blockade with old chemical rockets strapped to me hide. Just make sure ye boys are ready ta give us a fast turn-round.
---MacFarlane
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