COMM ID: [color=#99FFFF]Fleet Admiral David Hale TARGET ID:Reaver Mercenary Company SUBJECT:Trespassing in restricted space ENCRYPTION:High PRIORITY:High
Hale here.
So... Strike two. I would be extremely interested in what exactly was going through your heads, ladies and gentlemen. Breaking into restricted space is something we take very seriously. I've been extremely patient with you thus far, and gone to lengths to ensure you stay registered on our boards, been regarded as a non hostile entity and so on.
Then I find you braking into Alaska for seemingly no good reason at all. Personal responsibility is one of your weak points, or so it seems. This is the second recorded incident where you have sucessfully managed to bring your further employment into question.
Don't attempt to come up with excuses for this. Trying to reason your way out of your own unreasonable behaviour would be less than worthwhile.
As a result you'll face the following penalty:
Jade Reaver, Silver Reaver, Firebrick Reaver and Amethyst Reaver are considered unwelcome within Liberty and will be removed from our borders.
25 million credits (25,000,000) will be paid from each of the four offenders into the Central Liberty Internal Treasury. (Made payable to Ferris.Dufresne who will handle the fine)
The Reaver Mercenary Company will be deregistered on the Liberty Bounty Board.
However, the Reaver Mercenary Company can be reinstated on the bounty board, and Jade, Silver, Firebrick and Amethyst can re-enter Liberty if the following conditions are met:
7 (seven) Rheinland Military primary fleet pilots or ships are downed or 14 (fourteen) secondary fleet Rheinland Military pilots or vessels are downed by the Reaver Mercenary Company, starting from this date.
A complete map detailing defenses of the Braunshweig system is provided to us by the reaver Mercenary Company.
Information and schematics regarding the newly commissioned Red Hessian Battleship are delivered to us.
A Latte coffee is provided to Commodore Christina Robinson.
Proof of payment, and proof of conditions met are to be posted on this channel.
*Flashes a grin, but the face quickly returns to a serious mood*
Hello, Mr. Hale.
It has been a while.
*Lights up a cigar, obviously made in Crete*
*Exhaling the smoke, she looks at the camera again*
My patron, as it were, is not available at the moment to deal with this.. incident.
Neither are her.. partners in crime, it seems.
It's related to something about Omicron Gamma, a lot of dead corsairs, needing another batch of spirits shipped to Omicron Theta, random rambling, and dead Order in the middle.
As you can see, we both have our work cut out.
Now to the business at hand.
You want intelligence of the one system you can't even step on.
That seems almost an insult to the LSF.
Not that they can't do it without making a mess of things.
You want the heads of several rheinlanders at your desk.
Nothing new.
You already have that and many more collecting dust as names of a war unwanted.
You want the schematics of the brand new Jormungand RH-D1.
That is now holding the line in the Omegas against the Corsair advance,
cutting in effect the raids that they do to Bretonia.
I don't need to explain the dangerous implications if the schematics
arrives at the Corsair, or even worse, Rheinland Military hands.
And to end that, you want 100 million credits.
That's.. thirty three Rheinland Battleships in your board.
That's winning the war and wiping out the bulk of the Rheinland Military.
Give it or take.
*The cigar suddenly flares and smoke is once again exhaled*
Plus, Commodore Robinson is not the latte kind of woman.
She's black with no sugar or cream.
You are after something else, or you wouldn't have made such incredible demands.
Or you are just toying with the Reaver Merc. Co.
And nice Osiris you have in your forces now.
A real catch.
COMM ID: [color=#99FFFF]Fleet Admiral David Hale TARGET ID:Reaver Mercenary Company SUBJECT:Trespassing in restricted space ENCRYPTION:High PRIORITY:High
Evening.
I'll put it this way. I have my reasons. Whether we can have a poke around braunschweig ourselves or not is fairly irrevelant to the fact I'd rather like the Reavers to do it. It provides certain bonuses to us. Point of the matter is, you've little problem with breaking into one secure system for seemingly your own amusement. What difference is a second going to make? Hell, if you want to make a habit of it, I'd rather you did so on my terms.
The Jorgamund? We've no interest in blowing them up, Miss 'Derringer', but I'm sure you can work out a few other reasons we might want to know how they're put together. Not everything about my job involves explosively dismantling things.
Anyway, I've been discussing some things with a few people, and there are plans for a little reform in regards to bounty payments. I'm sure that's something that your group might find advantageous, were they registered on the board.
The following data is slightly disturbing, due to it's content. If you do not know this already, then the Liberty Security Force is not doing it's job.
Some of them count as double as yourself stated in your terms. I think they got ahead of themselves and shot one or two.. Or three too many.
Now.
*The cigar is put down*
There is are three problems as you well imagine.
First, one hundred million credits is a high fine. Especially when those people being fined are the ones that do good work in your front lines. Drunk or not.
Second, intelligence on one of our contractors. That is bad for our health, just to plainly put it. We require guarantees and something that will make my manager say yes.
Third, i fail to see any improvements to your contract.
*Her eyes look around, in a pensative manner*
So i suggest a new approach is in order to solve these particular problems.
A private contract with the Reaver Merc. Co.
Better prices, you can cash the 100 million credits fine from there, and that will make Silver think twice when talking about intelligence on the Hessian Forward Gun.