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[Lucend]

Comm ID: Juan Lucendez
To: The Brotherhood

My goodness! I'm sorry I couldn't be there today for this well-earned victory. My personal studies in Omicron Delta have been intensifying and I have very little time during the day to launch my Titan. I did have an opportunity after hours and encountered my first odd Nomad contact.

Normally, the Nomads in Delta are quite expressionless and tend to die rather easy to a full barrage from my Salamancas, but this one had shields and different guns. His flight broke that of the generic Nomad flight plan and gave me quite the run around. In short, more alive than the rest. After the battle I stupidly tractored in the
remains and whatever he is started to talk to me, I think. It could have been the caffeine from all the coffee I had that day, but I don't think I was hallucienating.



I immediately docked at Freeport 9 to undergo quarantine and sterilization of any Nomad organisms on my person or ship. I returned to normal within the hour but the encounter was rather spooky.

**Hack detected, transmission edited**
Also, the two Nomads were named "Nomadian" and "Mercury." If picked up on scanners, they should be eliminated with prejudice.
**Editing complete**

//Transmission End.

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"The thirteen saloons that had lined the one street of Seney had not left a trace. The foundations of the Mansion House hotel stuck up above the ground. The stone was chipped and split by the fire. It was all that was left of the town of Seney. Even the surface had been burned off the ground.
Nick looked at the burned-over stretch of hillside, where he had expected to find the scattered houses of the town and then walked down the railroad track to the bridge over the river. The river was there."

Osaika Moto, the Fall and Rise of a Kusari Farmer

Juan Lucendez, √ Corsair