Hi everyone,

I just wanted to tell you all that ONE has been successful in procuring the materials needed for repairing the docking rings orbiting Planet Curacao. We had help from both independent contractors, other companies and of cause our own ONE pilots. We even managed to get our hands on an additional 4000pcs of Industrial Hardware, and this is where the story gets interesting.

As many of you already know I bought myself a crew of androids from FuTech, to pilot the ONE vessel Transporter1. I am very happy with this buy, in general, but the curiosity of the androids does sometimes prove inefficient. E.g. these additional pieces of Hardware were purchased by Transporter1, but because they engaged in friendly chat with Sawyer from the Liberty Navy they missed the info that Cpt. De Palma had already delivered the remaining quantity of these goods.

So yeah, the following are excerpts from Saywer and my Androids conversation.

"Jack told us you were helpful during some kind of 'Three-way Mexican Standoff'? We just saw a Liberty Rogue coming here and thought you might be able to escort us back to Cortez?"

Messages redacted ...

Sawyer, explains that a Mexican standoff is clusterf*ck with three parties in it, and says it is like imagining seeing "Xenos, Rogues and Liberty Navy in one spot", everyone shoots at each other.

"How do we imagine seeing Xenos? We have never seen a Xenos? How to imagine it when we have not to see Xenos before?"

Sawyer, being diplomatic explains it in other terms ...

Messages redacted ...

"Clusterf*fuck ... got it, we have learned a new word ... now let's move..."

Needless to say, I hope to pull them off duty for a couple of weeks and have them updated with new language and culture protocols.

Greetings everyone, I have just talked to the wonderful Doc, and they told me that they were building a hospital station near Planet Pygar. I instantly offered our help with supplying the materials needed for building shield generators and upgrading the station. Doc will hopefully reply to this comm. with a list of the materials needed.

ONE is helping out a partner here and thus there is not bonus for delivers.
ONE is however offering all captains a bonus of 4M per delivery regardless of amount or goods (you send proof to me directly if you want to claim this bonus).

I wish to explain to HR the circumstances of my tardiness in delivering the documents to the Denver office as well as the significant bill that was forwarded to finances.

It seems that during my afternoon commute, I was accosted by a Rogue by the callsign "Boombox" requesting a grand total of 1 million Sirius credits. Though a relatively small amount that would be covered by insurance, I decided to defy him out of convenience. The Rogue actually pursued me all the way to Fort Bush and I got a bit cross at him since this was the second time he had disrupted my commute.

In a moment of arguably poor decision making, I decided to forcibly remove the Rogue from the premises. I understand that I have broken company policy as a person of my stature working directly under Mr Crooke should not be endagering his life.

I shall take responsibility for the repair bill. Finance may bill it under my own allowance as "entertainment". In the future I will try not to put myself in harm's way when possible.

Today, as the Reverie was parked in orbit of Manhatten, just a few meters ahead and above of her we picked up an energy spike as a huge ship decloaked right in front of us. It was a Liberty Atlantis Carrier, the LNX-Valley.Forge of the 5th Navy Fleet. Just as she was dropping the cloak one of my officers managed to activate one of the outer cameras and took a quick snapshot of the decloacking ship.

Already many of the kusarian passengers on board were gathering around the panorama windows and were "ooohing" and "aaahing" all around, as the Carrier sped up and suddenly cloaked again. Only a warning beeping from the scanner was recogniseable, which died away soon too. Many passengers still remained for some time on the panorama windows to see if the Valley.Forge would reappeare, but she did not.

Afterwards we started to leave orbit and wanted to make our way to the trade lanes, when a LSF officer, =LSF=Winter, intercepted us and warned us of heavy pirate activity at the tradelanes to Colorado. Unfortunately, our Passenger's destination was Planet Junyo. Just as we wanted to ask the officer if he would escort us, he started for the tradelanes with the comment to scout ahead. He told us to wait until he gives us the clear for them. And so he scouted ahead and escorted us all the way to Planet Denver. That is Service at its best and was very much appreciated. I and everybody of my crew felt at eas with a scout ahead.

Actually, is not such a "good afternoon". At all, and neither was this morning. I'll set the scene so you can understand my anger. This morning I was peacefully soaring the sideral voids of Zurich and Cologne togheter with a female, gallic captain (such a persuasive voice...damn, a pity that I wasn't able to see her on the communication channel). I'm digressing, sorry.

Either way, I wrote the word "peacefully" not by chance: on the outward journey to the Gallic Worlds I had the opportunity to meet, both in space and planetside, captains and officers of the two belligerant factions of this damn civil war. Both sides agreed and were keen to respect the neutrality of our Company, and that's why I was so calm and relaxed in flying trough the rheinlandics systems.

Until he showed up. "He? He who?" will you say. A damn pirate, of the worst kind too: a communist one! Not only a criminal scum who exploits the work of other in order to survive in his sleazy den, but also one who's jealous of the other respectable people's wealth.

Fortunately, he was a man of short views, and asked just a miserable amount of 6 millions sirian credits in order to remove himself from our scanners. Despite all this, my life and the ones of my crew were endangered, aside from the economic loss.
I'd love to see the name of that Hessian: "Zwetschgenwasser" on our Bounty Board. Maybe someone will put an end to his miserable life.

Also, a small complaint: I know SPA-Sec is busy defending the HS-Mercy and Baden Baden, but we from ONE would like to feel safer while travelling. Today we were lucky, tomorrow is another day, and having an escort vessel travelling with us can surely help avoiding the worst scenarios.

A tough run of luck there, getting past the Federalists and Imperials only to stuck up by yet ANOTHER side in this conflict. You made the right call, $6 million is a small price to pay for keeping your crew alive, but I'd rather now send so many funds to fund the revolution.

Notice to Spa-SEC, try to get this man's millions back. If he pays $6 million, lovely. If not, send him a message he won't forget. Proof that you got Captain De Palma's money back or that you spaced the bastard will result in a write-up in Wanderlust and a $6 million matching credit form WSL's account. If any other enterprising pilots thing they can arrange to bring this guy to justice, you are also perfectly elligible for the reward. Remember, though, the goal of this is to protect our assets, not endanger them further. Leave it to the professionals, but if you can hire a good freelancer or bounty hunter for less than 6 million, you could pocket the difference...

Good hunting.