Firstly, allow me to file a report on behalf of both myself and Interruptor Jaws:
Our small expedition began in the Texas system, where we met up along the New York Jump Gate-Planet Houston line. All was quiet for a time before we encountered an Outcast pilot by the name of Kieran.De.Luca, who promptly joined us. It wasn't long after that when a small freighter came along into our gathering. He wasn't hauling all that much, thus it seemed only fair to charge him the minimum amount. Unfortunatly for him, he didn't much care to pay, in fact he opened fire on me. Needless to say, he was quickly and quietly put down. After a while, with little activity in Texas, we decided to move out to New York and, after a quick stop at buffalo, made our way to the Californa Jump Gate-West Point line. Again, there was little activity until Mister Jaws was pulled away by a professor. After a while, I retired to Buffalo myself.
A few hours later, I was heading into Magellan to begin my daily smuggling run when I encountered a strange sight. A Freelancer and a pilot of the MRG. Deciding to take the opportunity while it was there, I scanned their ships from top to bottom and while there was little of interest in either, it is worth noting I suppose that the Freelancer seemed to be lecturing the Gallic pilot on the morality of fighting in an unjust war. I've no idea how sucessful he was in that regard.