Sender:Ikeda Yume Recipient:Nomura Station Subject:Discovery
Konnichiwa, Mister Silver,
First things first. You should learn to read instead of endless paragraphs of information that I don't really care about.
The second message specifically stated "And about those so called 'inspections'. Interspace is usually left alone by us. Sometimes GC are curious, but normally we deliberately turn a blind eye towards your transports. This will change really fast if you keep this new attitude towards us."
Why was your ship under a frog name anyway? Do you expect us to sniff out your transports from a distance? As far as I know, no donation request was issued. Also you chose a Gallic name in an area that is rife with Gallic presence. Is it so difficult for you to understand that an Interspace vessel is expected to have an remotely Interspace name?
The many headed Hydra as you call it was lead by Sister Yunoki. She is very respected in our Sisterhood and if she was given so much lip to her as you are doing to me, I am surprised this Dax survived at all. Disrespecting our Sisters is extremely unwise. Disrespecting me is your funeral. Seems like you intend to do both, so we all decided to dance on your grave.
But you know. You are wrong about one thing. It doesn't end until I say it does. You can threaten all you want. None of us will be impressed as we can end you whenever we wish. We will be reflecting on our actions while your base gets bombarded to oblivion, I suggest you do the same.
I will leave this channel so Shirei-kan Hinohara can give you some parting words. Yunoki-san is very dear to her and she just wants a front seat to the carnage.
I don't care what your name is and as far as I am concerned I expressed it well enough above.
You come to our land to build your own bases and you ask for peace. We are kind enough to offer you the freedom you so require with your installations and that's how you and your employees re-pay us?
[She lets out a short evil chuckle.]
You earned yourself a first row ticket to seeing the wrath of the Gen'an Chrysanthemums in action, and your own installations will be the target. I will be present myself to make sure everything goes as planned.
On a more personal note, I will be looking forward to coming across you or any of your worthless rude colleagues in space. It is always a great pleasure for the Hoshihokori's guns to fire upon all of those who dare speak to Misaki-san in the way you did.
You'll forgive me for not indulging in your name-calling, I already know that you are lacking in broader vision and nuanced interpersonal conversation nor any ability to articulate anything more than fight or flight thinking. It must be grim being rooted in the reptilian brain and having very little ability to elevate your consciousness beyond the basic binary mechanism - your own words and actions confirm that repeatedly - but I must bypass my abhorrence for your ideological nihilism, basic ego self-flagellation and your repeated ability to assume that baser forms of violence are elevated aspects of culture.
I asked you for five treasured quotes of your dear Matsuda to place on the walls of the Kusari Cultural Memorial to Matsuda on Nomura Station and how many could all the so-called artists and writers that you profess to have in your organisation produce? None, nada, not even one. I had to get our archivists to dig something up for the wall plaques in the Memorial. To say I was embarrassed for you would be a lie, I know a masquerade when I see it. You're supporting a male hierarchical system and pretending it is matriarchal. You don't even know basic Sirian history, do you? Cling to your weapons, cling to your ideology, these words I state will sting and haunt you forever as your vacuity is laid bare for all to see. You know it, I know, everyone knows it. I command you now to lash out. This is your binary limitation. Watch, show me you are little more than the lowest form of programmable humanity, lash out, confirm your nothingness and meaninglessness. I don't dare you to do anything else, I know you simply cannot.
Didn't your familial elders teach you the basic tenets of civilisation that you cannot elevate yourself by taking others down? No? Shame, so disadvantaged, such victim-hood, oh, no-one bleeds, no-one really cares. You've been handed so many olive branches and you cannot even see the olives, nor grasp them to propel yourselves upward. Take the bait, let me control your actions, it is now time for you to lash out. Go on, you can do it, I've bought you, I've sold you and you didn't even know you were up for sale. And you hold yourselves up as those who claim to safeguard the youth of Kusari? Gimme a break, you're just warmongers wrapping yourself in a pseudo-feminine lie that only children would fall for, those with little life experience outside of your propaganda matrix.
You are little more than terrorists and you've given me no reason, by your words or your actions, to challenge that widely-held viewpoint. I know you cannot evolve, you are basic, programmed, binary. I have forced your hand, your minds are so small that you have no options, you cannot articulate in any other manner. You couldn't even provide one quote, couldn't even make it up, for the Memorial to your beloved Matsuda. I wished there was more, I hoped you had integrity. So much time, capital and energy was spent on supporting your cause and now, like the basic, base, banal, binary blowhards you are, you only have one option. You want to destroy the Memorial to Matsuda on Nomura Station and claim you are the victims. You have no ability to choose any other option - I deny it to you - you deny it to yourselves. I control you and command you, I have removed your cerebral ability to do anything else. You cannot get a symphony from a stone, nor it seems, can you get a Matsuda quote from those who ultimately are little more than compost, the colour, life and ability drained out, once flowers maybe, but all energy and creativity expended, spent.
However that is not why I write to you today - although it is vital, for you perhaps, not me, I don't really care about your lies and nonsense any more - it is with great regret that the heavy burden lies with me to inform you of a terrible human tragedy that has befallen Nomura Station and the eclectic crowd that has called the base home for the last few months. My civility necessitates that you hear this news first from me, and not in a few hours by word of mouth or through the Colony News Service.
Details are still coming in, an investigation has commenced, contradictory information is presenting itself and the cause of the tragedy is unknown at this stage. What we do know is that the pressurization seal on the main docking level door suffered some type of failure. Accidental or deliberate we do not know yet, however a massive fatal depressurization event has taken place. Everyone who was on the flight deck and the mezzanine level was sucked out into space including a number of ships, one of which appeared to explode on exit, caught in the door or perhaps something more sinister, we cannot rush to any conclusions at the moment, too little is known.
These numbers are subject to confirmation and perhaps may change as the station was open to all who wished to pay their respects to Matsuda, and, as you know, a diverse crowd of devotees, visitors, adventurers, fortune hunters and freelancers had more or less occupied and taken over the flight deck, cargo logistics area and some other parts of the station. Of the station's crew of 400 people, our estimate is that more than 75% of them have perished. Some lower cargo holds, office areas and other less frequently used areas of the station do appear to have retained life support systems but it is unknown how many personnel were in those areas at the time of the depressurization.
Similarly, it is estimated that over 500 devotees of Matsuda and others visiting the station have lost their lives, and we have reports of some disfigured and badly burnt bodies and debris landing on Planet Kyushu. We do not know who these people are as most did not complete landing registration cards, nor why their bodies were not excoriated entering the planetary atmosphere. Some bodies retain evidence of being in uniforms of Interspace Commerce and other organisations, and our best estimate at this stage is that many of these currently unrecognisable people were on-board various transports in the process of leaving the station and that they were shielded to some extend by the ships surrounding them as they entered the gravity well and atmosphere of the planet.
It's a hideous situation, although the commercial operations of the station had largely been brought to a standstill by the recent visitors and temporary residents, the crowd was very good-natured and there was no disharmony or discord. We were completely taken aback by the sheer number of people who came to the station to visit the Kusari Cultural Memorial to Matsuda, our planning was insufficient, and the station was too small to cope with the enormous increase in traffic, however there was an atmosphere of respect and calm, a mindfulness that was difficult to quantify, and an impromptu marketplace had formed on the west side of the flight deck. Perhaps it was an accident, perhaps it was a deliberate attack on the station or the devotees. I would hope that you wouldn't kill your own supporters, but who can say?
I am sure there will be an official press release coming out in due course and I imagine that the Kusari authorities will want to take the lead on the release of information and the naming of the victims. I just want you to know now, before the authorities sanitize the information, that unfortunately, in the midst of this tragedy, it is entirely likely that a small number of your Sisterhood may have perished while helping the devotees board the transports to Noshima Freeport. There is the possibility that they managed to escape the depressurization and explosion somehow, maybe some positive news will emerge as the investigation unfolds, it is far too early to tell.
We may have our differences, that much is assuredly so, however I want to extend my sympathy and regret to you and your colleagues during these unprecedented and horrendous times. It will be a miracle if less than one thousand souls perish in this tragedy here today. I do not yet have manifests from the various shipping companies who were also docked at the station, but it is difficult not to envisage the numbers escalating markedly once these personnel are also taken into account.
So your ego got bruised by me and 1000 people died, many of them your own kind, perhaps by your own hand? I know your small mindedness will take the slight to your ego as more important, it is so easy to lead you around the room like circus animals. There's always hope, maybe an unknown type of solar storm will race across the system and your consciousness may be elevated in the process?
This is the last time we will converse on any subject. Honourable men remain and I will tender my resignation, and no doubt it will be accepted. Interspace Commerce is an accountable and transparent organisation and as the senior director responsible for the station, it is my responsibility, even if it is determined that deliberate acts of sabotage took place, the security and safety of staff is well within my purview.
John Silver
Director of Risk Cargo Operations for Kusari and Gallia Space
Interspace Commerce
Roppongi Station
New Toyko System
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