Hmm.. this thing on? well, if you in Bretonia are receiving this message, my name be Eden, Gavin Eden, and this ship be the Mesatropolis.
Now normally I be delivering "goods" for certain people that might be less than legal, understand? however, these folk seem to have a certain understanding with the brets so I thought id come down here and see whats up.
I must say, situation looks grim around here, havent seen a smiling face since I got here... even the maltese smile more than you lot. not that im suprised much.
I'll get right to the point. You want anything delivering? Borderworld Imports will get it for you, delivered to any location ya' need, we green?
Since once upon a time I was born somewhere around here, I feel maybe I should give something back once in a while, then again... I don't know, looks as though you people really needs the help.
I do have one condition though. You and your men don't ask where we get whatever it is we get, just so long as you get it.
If you are interested, respond 'ere, otherwise, its back to the wild green yonder for us.
If you do respond, cut right to the chase, we want numbers, figures you need, and of what do you need, name anything from anywhere, we will get it.
oh, and jus so's you know we serious, we brought something nice for you from under the noses of your oppresive little yellow neighbors.
From: Adm.(Ret) Jack Frost
Subject: Special deliveries
Mr Eden,
Its good to hear from a son of Bretonia wishing to help. Of course your deliveries of H-Fuel would be more than welcome.
The BPA and BAF are clever and experienced folk, they know the score, so to speak, if you get my drift, if you know what i mean.......well, you know.
Of course, MV's are high on our wish list as well. The more the merrier. Same for H-Fuel.
Be advised though, they may not take too kindly with anything going back to certain places, but you sound like a man of knowledge and means, so i guess that i dont have to spell it out for you.
I will take this opertunity to thank you on behalf of Bretonia and wish you safe travels.
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Good day Frost, your name pretty much sums up the social climate down 'ere on new london.
Anyway, its good that you are willing to take me 'elp in this matter, 'n im thankful i didnt waste a trip here. however, we dont roam in bretonian circles, not much profit in it. As such we want figures of what you need and how much of it you need.
You let me worry about the details of aquisitioning the goods, just you be telling me what, and how much.
we arent a multi zillion corporation we have a few ships and thats it, and my other clientel are being put on hold due to my coming here, I need to give them dates that they will start recieving goods again, and i cant do that if i dont know how much you need.
Im sure you -as a respectable man- are aware of the "money equals time" equasion.
Dont get me wrong either Frost, if you need a big order being filled then you need to state the order, the only thing I want to do, is quiet down the background noise with my other clients.
A contract or otherwise writen statement, defining the goods and ammounts required. we know you are at war and need all you can get, but our attention in this matter grows weak without clearly defined needs.
once your desires are met and payment properly recieved we will disapear.. poof, so make use of our help now.
Gavin looks up at the angry New London sky, the clouds furiously fighting one another for dominance of the sky, lightning bursting through on occasion, wracking the ground with feirce electricity and the sound of emmense thunder.
Gavin: Yer always were angry eh? .. now you got plenty o' reason fer that anger o' yours..
He looked at the computer screen on his radio, shaking his head as his second in command approached from behind in a raincoat, holding his hat in the wind.
Jules: Captain Eden Sir.. what are our orders? did we recieve the contract?
Gavin didnt look back waved his hand in a negative manner, Jules sighed angrily
Jules: Sir we shouldnt have come here, the men, they are getting restless, being still for too long we will end up caught by the mercaneries that follow us an-
Gavin: I know all this Jules.. *Gavin said looking to his side slightly* these Bretonians have 1 more day to come up with something concrete that they want, or we are out of here.
Jules: Sir, some of the men they are wondering if the Molly's would be willing to trade with our help.
Gavin turned his head a little so his ear was directed at Jules.
Gavin: The Molly's? *he sighed* doubt they'd let me back there Jules, been gone an awful long time.
Jules: then we should communicate to them if all else fails with these Bretonians, if anyone will be willing to trade down here its them.
*Gavin nods and turns to the front*
Gavin: thanks Jules, that will be all, tell the men the beer ration has been doubled for the night, that should get them in a good mood.
*Jules bowed slightly*
Jules: Right away.
*Gavin punched a few buttons into his Radiocom*
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*placing the radiocom into his trenchcoat pocket he looked back up into the sky, watching a heavy lifter blast off into the rain and up into space*
From: Adm.(Ret) Jack Frost
Subject: Special deliveries
Mr Eden,
My apologies for the delay in replying, we have been a bit busy here at the moment as you can imagine.
H-Fuel is a constant necessity in Bretonia and with the trade lanes down to our trade vessels your help will be invaluable.
To start we need 20,000 units deliverd to Planet new London. We will pay 20,000,000 for this order.
If all goes well then more orders will be forthcoming.
I hope this can be a start to a good relationship.
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Morning Frost, I managed to get some more help on this little deal of ours.
I had re-assigned Wing Fortress to help with this little op, shoud help get this done faster, I may have to re-assign more if you have more work.
Speaking of which, if you do have more work we would prefer to know in advance, because if we stop working, the money stops coming in, and when that happens I get complaints, and rightly so.. peoples families dont get fed and such.
This as you can imagine, is problematic.
Back to business, the first 10,000 units have been delievered to planet New London as requested. We will be taking a respite on New London and continuing in the morning some time.
got hit by an Ion wave in New London and our timer stopped, we took one in Leeds at the checkpoint before we proceeded to New London with the Second and Third, see Here.
So that be 10760 tons of Hydrogen Fuel so far, anything further should be spoken before we complete the H-Fuel, because we need to move on if business is too slow.
Also, if you could ask your ensigns to stop pestering us infront of new london, that would be great.
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Evening Frost, im a little disapointed that you didnt have anything else you wanted from us because we have finished this rather small order, all things considered.
If you want us to stay, you will have to convince my men that it is worth it, Beer rations only keep them happy until they sober up, money works wonders you know
Proof of delievery are as follows.
Deliveries: 4, 5, 6.
that is 21500 tons delivered as requested, not including the stuff we brought before the contract, n' a wont even bother you about the excess we gave you for free this time.
We will be around a few more days im sure, if you want to get serious with your next order then by all means.. just have your wallet ready to pay up.
concluding this contract, 20,000,000 credits is to be transfered to my ship, Bowim}Mesatropolis
From: Adm.(Ret) Jack Frost
Subject: Special deliveries
Mr Eden,
Just got in from the front lines and saw your messages, please bare with me.
Excellant news on the order, soon as i get cleaned up i will make the transfer.
New order, we need 20,000 more units of H-Feul deliverd to the New york system. Same price as before. The location of the drop i leave to you. The LN can spread it around where its needed from where you drop it.
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Frost, I stated, even stressed our tight scedual quite clearly, we needed to know your future order sooner than that, we now have no room for the BAF on our rotor, and I certainly have no room for the Liberty Navy on our rotor.
you say you dont mind where we drop off the goods as long as its in New York? im sure a few of my other 'clients' in new york would be rather happy by this news..
seriously though. Frost. If you want to push in line now its going to cost you double. thats 40,000,000, and thats only because we specifically requested that if you needed to amend your order you were to do it before we completed it.
I understand the **** is hitting the fan down here but Frost, understand we arent a massive company with hundreds of ships flying all over the place, we are small and tight knit.
If you decline my offer that is your right to do so. we await payment from the last contract.
Borderworld Imports, out.
PS: hire a secratry Frost... seems like one is certainly needed. Time is money, and in some cases, lives.
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Frost, we are still awaiting payment of our H-Fuel contract with you and the BAF. I'm a patient man, but my crew will start asking questions if payments arent being given out after such an obvious ammount of work to deliver them.
please transfer 20,000,000 SC to Bowim}Mesatropolis as soon as possible.
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