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Ramke · 07-16-2015, 09:41 AM,

Report from: Ran Takahashi
Location: Morioka Station, Shikoku

“Ah, my first report..” Ran clears her throat.
“Konnichiwa, sisters!
I was called by sister Shine to rendezvous in the Hokkaido system, and that was where we met up. She invited me to tag along to find another sister, Munen Musou, which we found shortly after reaching Ainu Depot. After delivering some information regarding the missing Hana Ken, the three of us decided to check some suspicious reported activity in Tohoku.”

“In Tohoku, unfortunately, we haven’t found anything suspicious that would fit the patrol report, but we found a curious Freelancer sitting near Ryuku Base. He said he was an old Libertonian police officer who was searching for his lost friend, saying he last lost him in this system. Right.. in Tohoku.. around Heaven’s Gate.” She looks around for a while, distracted by something. “He also mentioned he had good information that might benefit us from a supposed Bretonian Intelligence officer, but we had no ground to support his claims. We tried to convince him to drop his search, but he cruised his engines and instead of going home, turned straight to the Arch, yelling things like he was an old Order pilot during the Nomad War or something.. Old fool searching for his death, I suppose.” She makes a short pause.

“Having found nothing else in Tohoku, we decided to move up to Honshu through Okinawa to disrupt trade there. We only encountered one silent miner ship, carrying nuclear devices of all things! Despite our attempts to stop him and using countless cruise disruptors, the ship refused to respond or stop, so we neutralized it.” A mischievous smile appears on her face. “From the escape pod the pilot finally responded, “jerks”.” She starts speaking in a bemused voice. “I guess a near-death experience managed to finally make him realize he could talk!”

“Having found no trade traffic in Honshu, we moved to New Tokyo, and then to Shikoku, but we found no transit there as well. We decided to call it a day and head to Morioka.”

End of report.

Munen Musou · 07-17-2015, 12:06 AM,

Munen smiles.

"Today I went to Omicron Alpha accompanied by Ran-yume. We met Tomas Mendes, our diplomatic contact of The Crimson Cross. We discussed quite a few things, beginning with the disappearence of our former Hatsuyume. I will send him some information about her as he offered the Cross' help in the search for her." She takes a melancholic pause. "Furthermore other topics were discussed, such as the potential new location of the Matsuda once we manage to restore its system jump capabilites. He also offered help to possibly acquire the needed software for that task, 'Nishi' should be delighted to hear that.
Forces of The Core were reported near Omicron Alpha. Mendes-sama took myself and Ran-yume to a system we didn't know of. He showed us something very interesting as sign of their trust: the 'Razgriz Abyss', a black hole, holding many scientific secrets within it I personally am not quite able to fathom. Yet this 'act of trust' was unexpected, the Cross, or at least Mendes-sama seems to understand that spreading 'The Orange Dream' is most important to bring enlightment to Kusari and beyond. I believe that's why we talked about Planet Katahara and our 'Inferior Dream' on it as well... we will see what the future keeps for us regarding that."

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The Kusarian inhales a dose of Cardamine through a tube leading to her nose and breathes out.
"We left this system and offered our assistance in fighting the invasive forces of The Core, but we were told it might cause a diplomatic disaster if anyone of us died out there... we were ready for that ... but we also understood and choose to leave and head back to Kusari.
In Kyushu we encountered a convoy of the Independent Miners Guild, heading towards New Tokyo. One of their scouts was caught out of the lane and Ran-yume and myself questioned him about the convoy's destination... he claimed it was Liberty." Her face and voice turn condemning before she continues. "Through him and presumable his convoy leader who contacted me we could learn that this guild of miners 'supports' Kishiro Technologies, those who oppress the goddess' Kusari... they are Kusari's enemies...

'Anyway, so... we'd appreciate if we could avoid any hostilities. We are not your main problem, nor an enemy of yours.' this miner said - disgusting."

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Enkidu · (This post was last modified: 07-19-2015, 11:21 AM by Enkidu.)

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Inhales stetorously on her cardamine burner, neatly wiping away the residue with an uncharacteristic precision. She is an engineer, after all, a Bretonian one too. Politeness has a functional purpose when you’re cleaning the in-ducts on the very device keeping you alive.

Munen. Body of Christ, that woman is one beast in an orchid.

So. We were shaking down the Honshu Jumpgate to Fuji artery – just sittin’ in the dead middle of it and praying to Am’ that some gunboat captain with as much guts as he has guns wouldn’t prang us at an inopportune moment – was pretty busy for New Tokyo time; managed to shake down quite a few suspicious lookin’ idiots who required a couple of mosquitos to see the error that impoliteness brings ya’ – I whacked the lanes, she played good terrorist and I played bad, and then when they didn’t check out, Munen piled the bodies. Mostly helium traders in medium transports, the odd Border Worlds crates – all legitimate cargo, save one.

Make sure you’re sitting in something that isn’t an ejector seat when ya’ read the following script; I ran into a Daumann transport, nah’, not a transport actually, more of a tanker. Captain was clearly a wise guy cuz’ he buzzed out around the lanes as soon as he scanned me – didn’t follow him tho’, thought the contents of his cargo hold were going to give him enough trouble, and I wanted to know where that Cockney Hit rocked up. Point blank, he was carrying munitions. Not even legal munitions, the real dodgy, grey-area, cocaine, hookers and drug money stuff. The kinda’ stuff the Baffin convention would blow a gasket at.

Hell, since that cargo clearly wasn’t going to the KSP, I thought I’d let him sail away – that smuggler had enough guns there to start a revolution, something like four thousand metric tonnes jimmied up in shipping containers. Raises all sortsa’ questions what a Rheinlandic monopoly well renowned for being bloodsucking, worker-murdering asshats is doing getting into the Kusari revolutionary business. Doesn’t mean I won’t dump his headless, shrivelling corpse into the space between the stars the next time he rocks up – this time, he had ma’ curiosity. Next time, he’ll have my torpedoes.

We also ran into a GMG|, y’know, one of the head honchos, who didn’t give us much in the way of decency when he blazed through the disruption zone on the lane – idiot jumped to all sortsa’ conclusions which don’t befit an organisation we support – idiot even had the stupidity to talk about our forced inter-organisational marriages on the public neural net, then bribed us when we heckled him as rude.

The sooner I can get ol’Mossie’ to start steamin’ under her own boilers again, the sooner we can hold a tribunal about what to do with these Kishiro sycophants who dare to defame us with the word “friends” – ‘Mossie’s just a lil’ too delicate to live in the cosmic backyard of a people who make a living out of selling hot air and whose words contain an equivalent dearth of substance.

Lost your faith in humanism yet? This’ll restore it. Uh, or maybe not –restore- it, but the deranged insanity of it will certainly boot you up the snatch. Check the picture.

This guy’s a Zoner – y’know, the neutral contact, callsign ‘_Axe_’. This is a still frame from the in-cockpit record of ma’ head’s up display. Axe was flyin’ an eagle when we pranged him out, an’ like most Zoners probably wasn’t up to the idea of having to Top Gun his way around two pissy sisters in an Orchid and a Tachi respectively, let alone at once, so he cut his engines without me needing to waste a trainstopper and looked at me quizzically. Naw’, nothing interesting from this trash of the border worlds, and was about to let him go before I ran a scan on his hold.

He’s carrying a cloaking device – y’know, that thing black ops operatives use to disguise themselves before sensors, the eye of man and just about everything but the goddess – some sorta’ fusion cell fed EM device, disconnected from the prime reactor presumably to prevent surging – truly good cloaks aren’t known for their reliability. He gave us some specs on it – nothing major, he has the knowledge of someone trained to turn it on and off, not somebody trained to actually install or fabricate the device – still, it was good enough to negate the practical value of stripping it from his smoking remains, so we let him proceed unmolested.

There are no limits to the havoc our Sisters could create if they had access to this technology – I’ll be in touch; I've got a particular databank to plunder.

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Munen Musou · (This post was last modified: 07-20-2015, 01:18 AM by Munen Musou.)

"It was a productive day.

While I was commanding one of our transports to deliver goods to Planet Malta and 'The Orange Dream' back to Ainu Depot 'Nishi' and Ran-yume did operate in the rotten heart of Kusari and were able to 'educate' travelers about the 'dangers' lying within - and purged those who did not listen or were already beyond salvation." Munen gleams proudly. The Kusarian stretches her neck educing a silent cracking noise from it. "One of them being an Omicron Supply Industries captain who promised us ten thousand units of Super Conductors... we will see if these Zoners can be trusted and actually get in contact for a transfer or..." She pauses.

"Later we got a call from the Blood Dragons. 'Nishi' and myself delivered a few spare materials after I transfered our sisters to help out with the repairs on one of their ships in the hangar of Kyoto. Our sisters were instructed to keep their eyes open to spot what the Dragons might be planning, maybe even to gather some useful technological information and alike, they are surely qualified to.We can only offer the Shogunate -so much- support just enough that they stay in the focus of those who poison the Kusarian minds while we gather our own strength - but - not too much or else they will become just another venomous flower - eager to creep its toxic roots and to spread its own corrupting seed into the hearts and souls of Kusari.

Always, always remember that."

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Shiki · (This post was last modified: 07-30-2015, 12:55 PM by Shiki.)

Incoming Encrypted Transmission.
To: Hatsuyume, Munen Musou
From: Shine
Subject: IMG and ALG Alpha Wing Introductory Report

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Dear Hatsuyume, as I know you were dissapointed with the last political demarche suddenly made by Independent Miners Guild. Currently I am unavailable to provide you with a comprehensive information about the IMG political vector and deployment of their forces in Tau systems. Our military doctrine does not imply the potential open military conflict with Independent Miners Guild so we do not even have a sufficient amount of intelligence information to even start plan the operations against them.

Even if we will get the required information I'm afraid with nowadays configuration and our economical model will compele us to act with full force. Instead in the case if situation will be heated up we will not be helpless. Well known that IMG moving their convoys through Kusari Space and Sigma systems, however I believe that atack IMG here would be erroneously. Most likely Kusarian State Police and Naval Forces will assist the Guild and the IMG's themselfs will be ready for possible attacks. Catch them in Sigmas systems looks attractive, but it is hard to anticipate reaction of the Gas Miners Guild.

I went to Taus to collect some information and to probe the IMG security system. The Barrier asteroid fields provides great cover for the small raiding groups. First of all I will concentrace my efforts at the bow Tau 29 - Tau 23 - Tau 37. Potential raids at this bow could be quite painful for IMG. I understand that I take steps which are a bit premature, but we have to be ready for any turn.

I was expected to be spot, but I was spoted by unexpectable forces. Near Java at Tau-23 I've met the ALG vessels. They belong to Alpha Wing, first ALG security unit, currently they located in Java and protecting IMG property. I have managed to get some answers which sheds light on this. ALG have extra profitable operations with IMG. Both IMG and ALG have a common security system in Taus. ALG or at least Alpha Wing are not interested in political situation in Kusari, but will defend their IMG 'friends'.

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Shiki · (This post was last modified: 07-30-2015, 12:54 PM by Shiki.)

Incoming Transmission.
From: Shine
Subject: Be careful.

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Konbanwa, sisters. I'm just get back to Ainu and just respire. Shiki just docked with the large amount of orange dream. We had met some troubles on our way this time, I will tell more about it a bit later. So now I want some of you to distribute it, because as I know I am incredibly busy. As long as we are seeing an increase in demand of the dream in Kusari we need to satisfy it. Hoping that we will manage it, I believe I do not need to explain how important is it. There is much work has to be done by now as the supply agent I'm doing as much as I could, but we need full dedication from every sister.

And now something just about the faced problems. Our routes never were safe, but it was the first time that I've met the Coalition ship in Tau-37. Zoners are doing what they doing, but this is too much. Plus there was the Samura fighter and well... It seems that they even got some point. Don't know who about Im wondering more Samura or Coalition. They worth each other for sure. I've tried to keep myself 'friendly' in the case they maybe let me pass, It was not so good prospects to welcome the Nova at the captains bridge. Sadly for that long time I did not got to know anything that could be useful. It seems that Coalition almost have no support in Kusari it is good and there is no wondering. The people of Kusari is went for some sort of madness, but not to that extent. But they did demand to drop off the dream, non of us will ever do that. At least both of Coalition and Samura did respect Zoner laws and did not open fire... near freeport. As the final accord we got the Exiled Fleet officer.

Glagly the forces of the Bloodrose Syndicate was not so too far from freeport and came to escort the Shiki out of there. Both Exile and Coalition ships have opened fire, but our Maltese friends had cover our run. The hell knows what could happen to me and the sisters. I had no doubt the skills of the Maltese pilots and I was right. We have successfully reached and I've suggest to share some credits with Maltese, they had save us and I had to express gratitude not only with the words.

Additional encrypted note to Hatsuyume
I'm do not think that Coalition forces will stay here for long. I'm really concerned about Exile forces in the case of the strikes on our logistic. Their forces are stick to the fronts mainly, but I will watch them attentively. We cannot risk our Dream.

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Enkidu · (This post was last modified: 07-23-2015, 11:15 PM by Enkidu.)

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Sender ID: Nishi Adeline Darche.
Sender Location: Border Worlds, Planet Kitahara, CENSORED
Subject: CENSORED

I guess you could suppose that I have cloaking devices on the brain, whatever the heck that means to you. That little encounter with the Zoner sparked a bushfire in the midst of my meditation cycle - my Delta sleep is down, nervous energy up like a hydrogen blimp. Currently shifting through the shi[linguistics unrecognised] in every file I can get to on the subject... damn, I wish we'd just killed that fr[linguistics unrecognised] Zoner...

Will be working on this lil' peeve of mine and seeing if I can make a mountain out of it, or not. It might be nothing, though. Might.

Will stay in touch - you know where to find me.

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Ramke · 07-23-2015, 10:45 PM,

Report from: Ran Takahashi
Location: Ainu Depot, Hokkaido

"Today was quite eventful...

We met up with Shine-yume outside of Malta in Omnicron Alpha and set out to return to Kusari. The journey went relatively peaceful until we reached New Tokyo, where we encountered a stubborn Samura, this.. 'Yoshimura Kurosaki', who decided to give chase to me and Shine." Ran looks more serious than usual. "We decided to avoid conflict until we reach a more.. familiar location, Ainu. We managed to return to Hokkaido, where another sister greeted and joined us. The foolish Samura pilot decided to retreat after we reached Ainu, but to no avail. Shine-yume appeared behind him and disrupted his cruise, after which the Samura started to engage. Our sister and I engaged in combat to assist Shine." She pauses for a bit, thinking. "While I don't really approve of these one-sided encounters, I have to admit, the pilot was very skilled and it would likely end very badly if we did not do so." Ran's face lightens up a bit. "After a bit of fighting, we managed to shatter his hull with a well-placed mine and some quick firing before he had the time to react accordingly, sending his ship home into pieces. Here is a guncam shot provided by Shine-yume: [x]"

"After that scenario was over, we went to Ainu to repair and restock. Then we set out to Kepler and later to the Taus through Ontario. We met a few liners along the way, but we found no reason to disturb them so far out in Liberty and independent systems. Reaching Tau-29, we found nothing and moved towards Tau-23." She smiles slightly. "After a bit of searching, we managed to find an IMG "Hegemon" miner as well as an Orbital Spa & Cruise Liner that was contracting it for Niobium Ore. Yes.. an OS&C Liner getting ore from IMG." Her smile widens. "The liner captain was quite a comedian, cracking jokes about a deadly serious matter of supplying our foes. He claimed that they were going to ship it to Coro.. err.. Colorado! We found that hardly convincing, and he soon no longer denied that he is fueling the enemies of a free and tolerant society of Kusari. We had thought about removing yet another ship from their ranks, but the pilots seemed inexperienced, so we demanded them to drop their ore and leave immediately instead. They complied, and we all left in our respective directions. On the way back to Kusari, we also encountered an Outcast, we told him he was quite late and continued on our way. Though, for better or for worse, if the Outcast had come sooner, the outcome would have probably been dramatically different." She sighs. "We decided to call it a day and head back to Ainu, whereas Shine went back to Omnicron Alpha for other business."

"Let today be a warning to those who oppose us."

End of report.

Enkidu · (This post was last modified: 07-26-2015, 01:42 AM by Enkidu.)

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Sender ID: Nishi Adeline Darche.
Sender Location: New Tokyo, Open Space, CENSORED
Subject: CENSORED

Friday is an aptly named day - the day of frying, the day of the fried. Well, one irksomely competent Samura pilot had enough extension surgery to his testicular organs to consider this a mighty fine plan - he had the ingenuity to pop his head out right next to Leiden. For some bizarre incongruity, the Lane Hackers native to the area didn't vaporize the cooperate shill as soon as he hit the defense grid, as he doubtless did, a situation that honestly raises more questions than it ever could answer. Well, that's when Eta wing smacked right into him en-route to the Kepler wing after the usual Hot Sauce with the Kay' 'En 'Eff back in Shi'. We ran like a bats out of Yomi, and outran the Republican dogs without too much trouble - the really sticky stuff came in when we, hey hey, smacked into the same Samura a few moments later out in Kepler, which, of course, is too much of a coincidence to be convenient in the infinite blackness of space.

Ending the bounty hunter took as disturbingly long to execute, even with the combined willpower of two sisters, whilst young mother Munen coordinated the whole like a matador in a chinashop. This in itself raises queries about who hired the stiff - the man was far too good to be regular run-of-the-mill private security, even from one of the better contractors - perhaps ex-military, but we've seen those types before. Odd beans. Luckily, the grotesquely illogical aerofoil widening his eagle's midriff to the absolute zenith of obesity meant that he sucked up one plasma bolt too many - we took no casualties, but darn' did we trade paint and if not for the conveniently apolitical inhabitants of Ames, we would have been sucking space.

Shipping was moderate - we harassed and bullied what we could. One matter to note is the overall effectiveness of the Maltese Conquistador line that Eta wing gave some unexpectedly rigorous inflight testing during the encounter. Eta wing returned to escort detail post-ordeal and we managed to hoover up a few shipments of sweet Detroit gold in return for our drug money. Damn, the bridge crew of the 'Shizukesa' can get over-enthusiastic, girl.

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Credit for that shy lil' moment of satisfaction goes to the one and only, yours truly. Be glad you have me around.

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Right above you is the evidence of the Detroit gold. Whilst its functional value in a state of construction isn't much more than pure, unadulterated firepower (which, honestly, we're in the state-deposing business, firepower is a fun thing to have), in a stripped down state the guns gave me enough spare field effectors to take a crack at generating some kinda' cloaking field, if only as a demonstrator that such an exaggerated marvel can be replicated using fairly blunt-edge tech. Here goes:

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Here ya' go chaps; your bog standard EM diffraction shield, known to man and the Goddess as a cloaking device - a device long sought after for over a thousand years, but only recently borne fruit. You see, diffraction devices tend to suffer weaknesses as to their ability to conceal anything at all, as you can see usually where something is not. If there's a big hole in space, conventional wisdom dictates there's a cloaked ship snooping there, and you'd be wise to tip a turret at it. In addition, simply diffracting the light is not the answer, as any a-hole with a twelve credit sensor chip or even a glass prism if you're close enough can see when light is inexplicably bouncing off a sphere. Then you have the problem of propellant gas coming along and sending the whole thing jubblies up. Yeah, with cloaking devices, you're usually better off not to have one.

Then the century rolled over and Sirius decided to plunge itself into a sector-wide war. The trick to avoiding detection is not to deflect waves, but to wrap them around yourself to the closest possible imitation of not being there. Effectively, you are imitating vacuum - a wave approaching the ship's center of mass by one point should ideally exit by the same point, if we are to make the pretense the ship doesn't exist at all. Problem is, you can't fight fire with fire, EM with EM. You can with active point defense shields, but damn, are those things loud; spewing emissives all over space, except for one type of shielding, the graviton shield.

Using gravity to retard light is a relatively new tech, vintage a few centuries. Using gravity to cloak, however, is not. Think of it this way; our ships run off EM, converting EM to G creates all sorts of inefficiencies too complex for you or I. Grav shields get around this problem by only being active in the few milliseconds it needs to intercept the aggressive beam, and don't usually care where they disperse the beam so long as it's not directly at the hull. Cloaks are passive - they need to run for extremely long duration and thus burn a Yomi-load of fusion juice, to the point where the main reactor can't cope with that sort of demand. They also suck at working as actual shields, since they can't cope with anything much more powerful than cosmic background radiation and whatever a star or a nebula can throw at it.

The diagram given used a projector from a kinetic impactor weapon to simulate the data in a real-world test enviroment - god knows why Kishiro makes Grav pistols, but they do. The good news; I've succeeded in building a cloaking device which remains nominal for over six seconds average. The bad news? It's only potent enough to cloak something a few molecules thick, depending on how you arrange them.

Back to the proverbial board, that is, if the Kay' 'En 'Eff don't prang my corpse first.

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Munen Musou · 07-26-2015, 01:01 PM,

"Assissting 'Nishi' in New Tokyo led to a few stopped transports - questioned and dealt with accordingly... until vessels of the Naval forces began to show up - multiplying, just like cells of an infection they are quite alike. As we almost were overwhelmed in Honshu a Blood Dragon showed up and reminded us of their occasional usefulness, turning the outcome of this battle around."
She stretches her back with both her hands folded behind her neck. "After these shrouded minds were ended the Blood Dragon decided to accompany us for a bit longer. As we stopped two other transports back in New Tokyo another beclouded mind from the Naval forces showed up. The Blood Dragon, missled by their typical silly sense of 'honor' wanted to duel this pilot - he was victorious." Munen shrugs indifferently with her shoulders.

"Later on Guildsman Ilo Takato ... 'visited' ... Ainu Depot, showcasing why we finally need to end this forced 'alliance-'" The Kusarian's face crinkles as she wrinkles up her nose - a sign of disgust. "-with these Miuraian miners. Asking questions about Tau-65, showing us that they are willing to gather intel as leverage against us, thinking we are stupid, not being able to see through their faked friendly, Kishiro-supporting facade, hiding their greed and disinterest for us and Kusari's future." Munen spoke faster and faster and ends her sped up, zealotic sentence with a deep inhalation from the cardamine breather connected somewhere deep in her nostril...

A calculating smile forms on her lips. Making her face - quite unintentionally - look rather disturbing.
"And we shall not destroy the image they have of us - for now."

Her voice calms down again while she finishes up the report.
"During the 'visit' of the Guildsman two Maltese transports carrying 'The Orange Dream' arrived at Ainu - a pleasent surprise. For one it is good to see that the Maltese start to remembering the most promising market in Sirius in our common goal to spread 'The Dream' and secondly it gave me a reason to 'suggest' the Guildsman to leave the vicinity of Ainu Depot before the Maltese decided it might be a good idea to give him, his crew and his vessel some... ~enlightment~... in form of a big ball of bright fire caused by their antimatter.

My mind was about to lose its patience and composure."

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