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[Mercarryn]

#5 here.

Well, I heard someone had released #9, that old bi...ah, annoy..ah wait...what was
I supposed to call her again? Ah, yeah, agent.
Okay, so, someone thought it would be a good idea to release #9 from her padded
cell and me taking care of it...Ah well.

Okay, so some other agents joined our fun ride through the southern Omicrons.
And as we came near Livadia, I tried to trade #9 for a toaster. Thus she would have
had at least a little purpose to us. Ah well, seems like too many know about her,
because no one was even interested. Damn.
As Omicron and Constantine from the primary foo...ah, fleet got bored, we payed
Omicron Alpha a little visit and say "hello" to the Outcasts.
Seems like they did not like us and welcomed us with fire.

#9's Onuris got trashed, as well as 2 additional fighters during that fight.
Don't worry, we made the Outcasts pay for that, too, but in the end we had to retreat
to Taus and guess what? A big nomad cruiser shows up. Ah. with the help of the
Miners we made sushi out of it.
After this, I headed home, with #9 ranting all around in my cargo hold.
Damnit, I should have thrown her escape pod into the next sun...
And if I am not allowed to do that, I will use duct tape!

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After I took a break, I was called to assist in getting an ALG pilot out of Iota.
Yep, ladies, you heard right. ALG. Those little Rheinland trash dumpers.
I can only assume they either sent out that guy to look for new places where to
get rid of their toxic waste, or they wanted to get rid of that pilot. I don't know.
Result: We could not find that annoying Strudel-eater, I think he is already dead by now.

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That would be all about yesterday. Now excuse me, I'd like to have a...meeting
with McNab that tasty chick.