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== Encryption: Honestly, could they break it if they tried? ==
The stage is set. Merak Squadron, Punisher pilots are code 6-Black.
An OIC agent fed one of the Gallics some false information regarding the captain of the Iron-Blood. They bought it; intelligence operations are clearly not their strong suit.
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== Encryption: Beyond your security clearance, citizen. ==
= Internal High Command Memo =
Got a message from the Ringwraith. Nightmare's back. So's Spike. Not certain how, but they're up at Malta. Petrucci's old land.
Unfortunately, my contacts don't have the influence they once did. As a silent assassination is not exactly feasible for reasons I don't care to elaborate on, and we can't risk dividing our forces any more than we already have, I recommend not giving him any attention.
Aligning with the Outcasts makes him an enemy of Gallia, and his pride will likely get him and all who follow him killed. Let nature take its course.
Unless he tries to attack us, in which case, swift brutal crushing.
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== Encryption: This transmission isn't even here ==
= Internal High Command Memo =
Well. I wasn't expecting that. I thought Petrucci's family still owned that land. Guess that family was us.
The political situation on Malta having cooled down, we could contact the Ghosts and see if there's anything they can do about it.
I want to nip this in the bud before it gets out of hand. He's going to try and pull people into this, I know he will. I don't care if we have to destroy the Nightmare or whatever reasonable facsimile of it he has. This is going to look beyond awful in the public eye. And I can assure you it'll come back to us.
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== Encryption: As shady as it gets ==
= Internal High Command Memo =
Say what?
So some guy that got kicked in the ass decided that he could't endure the bruise like a man and started whining. Is that accurate? Still, I'd stay out of Malta for the time being: that place is like a kindergarten full of dynamite, and all the kids are playing with blowtorches. It shouldn't be that hard to prove ourselves distinct from anything that man might think doing, our new allies know we're better than that.
I agree with Escher: let the poor bastard drown in his own rotting brain fluids.
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== Encryption: You're still not reading this ==
= Internal High Command Memo =
While I must admit that I do feel a strange sense of preauthorized satisfaction about the thought of the... "special" one's inevitable self-inflicted death, I wouldn't mind accelerating the process from the inside.
Escher, we don't need silent, but is there anything Ringwraith can provide? A bit of noise is fine as long as the threat is neutralized. I'd still rather pull this off now than in the middle of a debacle.
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===Subject: Reporting in===
Kit Marsh here; figured I'd best drop this in before my comm array throws a tantrum again.
Been running supplies to and from Bretonia, so I should soon have enough to sort myself out for combat; been too long since I got into a good scrap. I'll go where you need me to, just point me in the direction of the heads that need breaking.
I suppose I could always try killing things in the Electric Worry, but she's not really meant for fighting.
"Sup. Seems like it's been a while since we've checked in with the higher ups. Sorry.
I've been making rounds near New Caledonia and the surrounding area, and I've even gone through the trouble of upgrading my ship to a Waran on my way through Freeport 4. We're going to miss the old Havoc, but I think with some work I can make some hidden panels on this one for my booze" A smirk teases from the edge of his mouth. "Who knows, maybe it'll even compliment our flying better than that old hunk of metal."
Karim takes his eyes off the comm momentarily to sort various colored and sized pills in his hands as he continues talking. "Like I said, I've made passes through the region and did some extended scouting, checking out the situation in outlying systems such as the aforementioned Magellan, through Coronado and the space in between the likes of it. Been keeping my eye out for any Gallic ships, fortunately had no such encounters" He subtly cups his hand over his mouth and swallows the handful of pharmaceuticals.
This message is open but intended for Warlord al-Nizari.
Your promotion comes with an interesting task. You will note there are exactly 499 bottles of Molly-produced scotch whiskey in your office at Khorramshahr. These are not for consumption. These are to be... reverse-engineered, in a sense.
The Mollys appear to the be sole producers of this interestingly hard-hitting beverage. While it is available for sale from several Orbital Spa and Cruise liners and installations, it is prohibitively expensive -- much more so than it is to purchase it directly from the Mollys, even through one of our insider contacts. In order to curb the obscene profit the Mollys must make by marking up their fancy alcohol, I am interested in beginning production of something close enough that even the Mollys won't know the difference.
We could either make a boatload of money on this or a bunch of sh*tty whiskey. Either way, we win.
My name is William Loc and I am one of the newest additions to our ranks, as my papers were cleared today, and already I am running into trouble! I was attacked by the RHL and they heinously demanded 10 million SC from me! Luckily I was right outside Freeport 1 and was able to dock before their Vidar cruiser was able to damage me. I have the communications log here: