I was out in the Emergency Response vessel in Tau-31, returning after a call-out to deliver a round of urgently required custom pharmaceuticals from Syracuse to New London.
I came across a Freelancer, one of the "Starfliers". We got to chatting for a bit, since I wasn't on duty at the time. He mentioned that they suffer radiation poisoning, from living in Kepler.

The med-team on board the vessel assured me that this is treatable and the research team on board says we produce the necessary drugs already. I kinda knew this though, as I have suffered from radiation poisoning in the past.

Anyway, I acted as you instructed. I said I'd speak to you and that you would contact them to arrange a deal. I promised them nothing except that we could deliver and that you and their boss would work out the details. Seems they do not have the Gallic implants so will need both the drugs and the Med Stasis Bands.

I tried to supply the drugs and a band to this one pilot, but they had no space. They really pack their vessels full of equipment, I'll say.

As per our discussions with the Corsair Empire, I recieved my order of hauling 20.000 units of Food Rations to Planet Crete. A job that couldn't get easier than this.

I started by contacting our local food supplier on planet Cambridge and requested 20.000 units of top quality food, same that our scientists on board Cambridge Research Station recieve. After all, our Corsair friends are equally important as them. And so a waiting game began, waiting for the hold to be loaded. I used this time to put together a flight plan, a total of 4 trips were required to haul the entire food. Route was set, all that was missing was the cargo.

After a long wait, I mean long because I had no liquor close, the loading operations were completed so off I was. Short trip, a merely 3 systems away, piece of cake. Good thing t'was that short, imagine the trip from Atka to Manhattan without liquor. I'd rather stay 5 years on Huntsville than this.




First jump was Omega-5, supposedly a battlezone between Corsairs and Red Hessians but the latter wasn't to be seen, only that they forgot a lot of wrecks around. Can be tricky to maneuver a supertransport through them. Maybe the Junkers can find interest in their wrecks, but if they're not here already I guess scrap worths more than those piles of junk. They were worthless even before becoming wrecks, same as their pilots.

Next jump was Omega-41. T'was here that I had a revelation. Seeing the Neutron Star, I was angry on myself for not boarding couple of sightseers on board. I could make an extra tip as Cryers wages are s*hit. I demand a raise after this, else I'll join Orbital Spa & Cruise.

Next jump was the final destination, Omicron Gamma, the Empires core system. I think they reffer to it as Sparta. Makes sense, can't fly around more than 10 seconds without getting blown up. Planet Crete was just in sight after I got clear of the Gredos cloud. Unloading was smooth. 3 more runs to go.



Can't say anything more specific of the remaining 3 runs, only that each time I was passing by the Neutron Star I was thinking what wage would keep me from not resigning to join Orbital Spa & Cruise. I'll let the Financial Department to think about this, but keep in mind, you only have one shot on this.

Also. please find below the manifests:

15/02/829 06:02 SMT

15/02/829 08:29 SMT

15/02/829 09:25 SMT

15/02/829 10:03 SMT

I was making a delivery to Luxury Liner Shetland in Poole, when I found something of interest. A merchant on the ship was selling an assortment of "Medicinal Elixirs" that they claimed had a variety of health benefits. Now, I'm no fool and I don't work for the biggest pharmaceutical company in Sirius for nothing.
I am 90% certain that these "elixirs" are mostly snake oil and sugar water. Maybe with some vitamins added to fool the gullible.

However, I remembered how the Kusari people swear black and blue over their weird medicines, also how one of the med team on the Emergency Response vessel said that some of those medicines actually work.

So, I bought a selection of everything the merchant had and have delivered it to our low-security, planet-side research facility on Planet Manhattan. Analysing all of them could be a task that will keep the research interns harmlessly busy. Plus, who knows, one of these bottles might actually turn out to be of use. Some of these things claim to be made of some pretty exotic ingredients.

I have completed the assessment of the crew at the Starflier Base, as requested by Sales & Marketing.
The response from the other party was positive and cooperative.
The results were not healthy.

What they need is Doctors, Med-Stasis Bands and Radomin™. See the attached report for details. The bit you are interested in, is at the bottom.
Now it's up to you guys to determine whether they can afford this.

If they are struggling, we can always offer them a deal on our old product, Raderase™. I know we discontinued it due to public outcry after the side effects became apparent, but we have a large supply in our warehouse that we haven't managed to offload and it still works.
Just so long as there are no Cardamine addicts, people with damaged livers or kidneys, or anyone that is immune-compromised in the crew, we don't want to be responsible for deaths.

As a last resort, we have our typical off the shelf and popular product Guardexa™. This won't improve their situation at all, but will at least help prevent things getting worse too quickly. It's also the cheapest option we have.

As per recent contract with our clients, I've deployed my personal research team to Freeport 1 in the Omega-3 system to examine a rare radiation sickness that got onto the Starfliers from Kepler. I must say that in all my career I've never seen anything like it! The symptoms are rather unique, and I'm still unsure what to make of it.

Our patient zero, Mr. Halpert Kennedy, is experiencing purple rash all over his body and his skin has grown some kind of green pox that vaguely resembles acne. Normally, radiation sickness causes a regular red rash, but this is something new. I'd like to name it the "Kepler Rash", at least for the time being before we manage to find it a better, more scientific name that defines the disease properly. We tried to treat it with Radomin, but the effects were only temporary.

Mr. Smith, you reported a while ago that you've acquired a bunch of "Elixirs" from Bretonia. Normally, I would immediately go ahead and dismiss this as a fraud, but at this rate we need to find a cure before the Starfliers start losing lives. If we still have those stored in our facility on Manhattan, I'd like you to bring them over to Freeport 1 for my team to examine them. Who knows, we might discover something that'll help the poor Starfliers with their yet undocumented disease.

In case we no longer have them around, please go and buy the same assortment as you did before. And please do hurry, we don't have much time to waste.

I feel it it best to inform you of recent events.
As you aware, after the last debacle, our production of Stabiline at Atka has been severely impacted. Because of this, we in Logisitcs felt it was more cost effective to wait until we had enough stock to warrant a large transport, rather than pay the increased cost of sending multiple freighters.

As you know, we have historically had a lucrative agreement with the Liberty Government to provide Stabiline to the LPI Huntsville, in order to help control the cardamine addicted prisoners.
Unfortunately, this contract with the Liberty government appears to have expired.

When we made the delivery, the guards were both pleased, but confused. Apparently the high levels of bureaucracy in the government means that no-one actually bothered to reach out to us. We were paid for the cargo, of course, but the payment, though profitable, was far below it's former levels.

The guards intimated that they would appreciate if we could continue deliveries, as the prisoners have been smuggling cardamine from other sources. However, given the current slow speed of production and the reduced level of financial gain, I thought I would check back with you to see if you had any instructions.

Thank you so much for bringing this to my attention! Good to know I can count on you to assess the situation.
It looks like I'll have to query Liberty Police Inc. for a contract renewal, as it seems Stabiline is still in high demand for their prisons.

If you are looking to keep your route based on Atka, I'll remind you that we still have a contract with the Union Corse to ship Synthetic Marijuana to Planet Marseille. They will pay you the Gallic equivalent of an extra 2575 Sirius Credits for each package shipped.

As a side note, Planet Marseille appears to also be a major exporter of the popular Gallic drug, Nox. You've probably heard already that our new prime board member, Mr. Queen, wants to conduct research and see how we can make the equivalent of Stabiline for that.
I shall remind you that carrying Nox is illegal in most houses as of this message. In no way am I suggesting you should "smuggle" it into our labs, but try to think of creative ways through which we can get a sample size for research.