Started out in Manhattan orbit, had to break up a large parking mess at the docking rings. Had one individual, name of Darkmatter (Possibly referencing the space tween his ears?) wanted to stay sitting in front of the rings. I had to threaten him with force if he didn't move.
Took a little break, had dinner at Fort Bush, caught up on some paperwork.
Launched again when it was reported that there was a gang of Outcasts, Red Hessians, and Lane Hackers together rampaging thru the system. Numerous LN and LSF officers also responded. They must have made a heck of a commotion, because they angered one of those A.D.M.I.N. Apparitions, because he threw them the stink eye and they started to retreat to California to re group.
All Lawful forces gathered at West Point and proceeded into California to make sure that they did not return. They did not. We started to return to Manhattan when another group of Outcasts decided to try the same thing. Since we were already assembled, we returned to California. I proceeded to Planet L.A., and started to take the tradelane to the Magellan J.G., I ran into on of those Outcast, one of them CCS| guys, I think A.Ocampo . We started our deadly dance, and I Waxed him one! No floating home in a life pod today!
The remaining Outcasts pulled back into Magellan, where I am not authorized to go. The Navy, however, could. The Outcasts scattered at that point, from what I could decipher from the comms stream.
Someone needs to pick the Maintenance and Supply officers off of the hangar floor, that's the last place I seen them when I landed and walked out of there....
End of Report
Formerly known as LPI Police Chief Hull O'Brien.
Creator of Sgt. V. Price, 207th Precinct out of Chula Vista Station
