The operation in Minor progresses. This is the first yield of a subtle effort, an effort that few of us believed would bear harvest. Yet it is fragile and must be tended.
I am reminded of years past. Yanagi Depot stood astride the graves of the Crow Nebula. Amid our task, we walked a razor's edge. People of Malta and Crete, Hessians. Chrysanthemums. It was a harbor used by all, and thus protected by all. It stood in spite of its position as a harbor to enemies from all corners of Sirius. It simply was more valuable intact. More convenient as a point of neutrality, than a prize to be pulled at by hungry dogs. Even the prior leadership of the GMG saw use in its continued existence.
The Wild themselves were turned aside by the machine we had set in motion.
A generation has passed. Again we are called upon, as those who can draw renewal from cataclysm. To fuel the fires of new war from the ashes of old war. Again we must cultivate the balance of power lest power sweep us aside.
And power here is great.
Already we receive threats. Our council must decide soon on a response to the... diplomatic missive from the Core.
Again I remember Yanagi. My agent sends this:
Quote::j:.Rebuke|HB-01: Lots of metal to sift through. Not much of value.
UNKNOWN SPACECRAFT ON SCANNERS
.:j:.Rebuke|HB-01: Wait. Who else feels that? Sean. Picking up anything on scanners?
K'Hara|Kendine: ***...{an eon past}...awakening...***
.:j:.Rebuke|HB-01: Yeah, nobody's crazy.
.:j:.Rebuke|HB-01: We're all having the same fever dream.
K'Hara|Kendine: ***...{a greeting to ourselves}...***
UNKNOWN SPACECRAFT ON SCANNERS
.:j:.Rebuke|HB-01: Contact on scanners. Hold fire. We can't report back if we're dead.
Vagrant.Pasiphae: "Yours wonder on our Voids. Why. Curious."
.:j:.Rebuke|HB-01: It greets us. Hello? This is Sal Osteen. Pilot under Hannibal Bishop.
.:j:.Rebuke|HB-01: He's a big name.
K'Hara|Kendine: ***...'we' are of old...(rekindled/awakened) to soar...***
.:j:.Rebuke|HB-01: Well. People wonder what happened here and try to recover what was lost.
.:j:.Rebuke|HB-01: Lessons of the past an' such.
.:j:.Rebuke|HB-01: Can't put a glass back together that you break. But you can make something else outta the pieces.
Vagrant.Pasiphae: "The Light disagrees with your motive, Darkling."
.:j:.Rebuke|HB-01: It doesn't seem to like why we're here.
K'Hara|Kendine: ***...'we' walk 'our' stars to (see/observe) changes in {times of sleep}...***
.:j:.Rebuke|HB-01: This is going to be the Kreuzbazar all over again. Great.
Vagrant.Pasiphae: "Yours will not leave from this Void with knowledge yours gathered."
Vagrant.Pasiphae: *The Nomad begins to spool-up its interior energy...*
WARNING - WEAPONS LOCK - WARNING
.:j:.Rebuke|HB-01: Shields up! Shields up!
Vagrant.Pasiphae: "Yours will be purged from this Void of the Light. Anger. Fury."
K'Hara|Kendine: ***...(regret/sorrow) 'our' decision is different...'we' do not interfere...***
The craft was hulled. Three life pods were recovered of the five crew aboard. Repairs are underway. New survey operators already in place. Families are renumerated.