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Madvillain · (This post was last modified: 12-06-2024, 10:26 PM by Madvillain.)

From: Sergeant Bob Pickering, CDI.
To: COCS Database
Topic:Patrol Report Nov 29, 834 AS (Saito Case)
Clearance: SENSITIVE

At approximately 20:45 Bretonian Mean Time, Sergeant Montgomery and I commenced our joint patrol. We set up orbit around New London for our rendezvous, as I had already spent some time conducting a stake out near the Cambridge jump gate beforehand. Upon arrival, we unexpectedly encountered Intern McAscott once again meeting with an unsavoury contact, Not.A.Brick, who is known to have ties with the violent terrorist, Captain Belmont, of the cruiser Unto.Nightfall|S8.

The freelancer was speaking in what could only be described as incoherent gibberish, mentioning a cursed helmet, pineal amulets, and other bizarre topics. At one point, Montgomery and I considered arresting him for a 3.6 violation, but things quickly took a turn when he began singing on the network of Isabella Saito, a suspect in an ongoing investigation concerning the assault, criminal battery, and kidnapping of Bretonian Constables, namely myself and Sergeant Montgomery, disguised as a medical assistance effort following the Leeds incident.

Our conversation shifted to a "John Henry Holliday", leader of the MFE, and Saito’s superior, which caught our attention. Though he is not suspected of any crimes, he might be a person of interest in our ongoing investigation of the Saito case. At this point, Intern McAscott began protesting, possibly due to the pressure we were putting on our new informant. However, Sergeant Montgomery, displaying remarkable skill, managed to jog the informant’s memory on Saito.

It was then that Intern McAscott began to protest vehemently, calling Montgomery and myself “stupid clowns” who should have been “dumped into space.” Both Montgomery and I decided it best to allow her some time to cool off. Police work on the beat can be highly stressful, and to be fair, McAscott had done an excellent job in forwarding this informant to us. Stress is a silent enemy on the beat, and we Constables support one another, even in moments of emotional distress.

As McAscott stormed off, I was in the process of explaining to our informant that McAscott is a bright young intern with a promising future who simply needs space to grow, when Saito’s ship, the Penicillin, pinged on PLOPS.

Meanwhile, McAscott was having something of a meltdown, bless her, disputing the idea of “slandering people with good intentions” and so forth. I would like to take a moment to acknowledge that we have all, at some point early in our careers, faced similar crises of conscience. We’ve all questioned the morality of our work, feeling sympathy for individuals who seem good but later turn out to be threats to society. Aware of this, Montgomery and I opted to give McAscott the space she needed to vent while we focused on the task at hand.

At this point, PLOPS indicated that the Penicillin was using the tradelanes and heading straight for our location when suddenly, the spooks appeared out of nowhere, and (REDACTED). The BIS officer, callsign Sorcerer, asked us if the situation was under control and (REDACTED) as the Penicillin emerged from the tradelane, blasting its propagandistic message to lure innocent bystanders into its trap over the system-wide transmission waves.

Spoiler

We were soon joined by Special Constable Arai, who had come to investigate the commotion. On the comms, we heard the voice of the suspected kidnapper, Saito, who wasted no time in taunting us, calling us her “favourite patients.” A back-and-forth ensued, with the BIS officer (REDACTED) and informing Saito (REDACTED).

During questioning by the BIS officer, suspect Saito put forward an easily disproven lie:

Spoiler

Intern McAscott, witnessing that the questioning was not going in favour of her associate, Saito, began acting out in a fully subversive manner:

Spoiler

Meanwhile, the BIS interrogation was escalating as well:

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The situation dragged on for some time until we received a distress call from a civilian transport ship heading to New London via Cambridge, which was being pursued by a Corsair cruiser. We immediately responded, heading at full speed towards the Cambridge gate, where a hostage situation was about to unfold.

I will conclude my report here, leaving it to Sergeant Montgomery or Special Constable Arai (whose efforts I highly praise) to report on our success in resolving the hostage situation without firing a single shot. However, it must be noted that our efforts were continuously hampered by Saito, who tailed the first responders to the scene.

I would request that Inspectors handle the Saito situation or consider expanding our rules of engagement to allow us to deal with her ongoing interference and threats to our police work.Furthermore, I believe it would be in the best interest of Intern McAscott to be taken in for a discussion with one of our senior Constables. She seems to be under the influence of the charismatic figures within the Bretonian criminal underworld, though I am convinced that her actions stem from a place of naivety. It is not too late to guide her back onto the right path. In the past, I mistakenly saw her as a significant player in this criminal network, but it is now clear she is merely a pawn. It is our duty to protect her and, with the right guidance, she may well one day become a fine constable.

Yours sincerely

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