I wish to inform you about nine donations I was given by some very nice traders, including a pilot of a Universal Mastodon filled with niobium ore who decided to give me five million credits. I also intercepted IND Stork in Galileo and made him drop all his cargo. Some uncooperative types were also blown up, but nothing really worth mentioning. Maybe the two LSF that I taunted in Zone 21 and lured into mines. I've also exercised some mania interrogation techniques on a fresh Navy recruit in that area and hacked a navcom of a bounty hunter, interrogated him and damaged his ship. I attach surveillance logs.
Kind regards,
Nicole Hunter
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Surveillance log: New York, Nicole Hunter's Falchion, 24th January
I found a bounty hunter near Planet Manhattan talking to a LPI. Devin Travors: If you ever want to get ridiculed while you're on the job, become a cop in Liberty. Nicole Hunter: Amen. Devin Travors: Tell you what. I've got two of your friends sitting in my hold, and they're making a lot of noise. It's distracting. Please, take them back. Nicole Hunter: Fellas, did you plant a bomb there? Thank you, hunter. I don't know why, but I received our two pilots. I decided not to investigate why and quickly disappeared in the debris field. The hunter hailed me on a private channel. Devin Travors: You sneaky devil, you. Nicole Hunter: Sneaky... Maybe, but not devil. I am the personification of goodness and godness. Devin Travors: How so? Nicole Hunter: *socket open* Nicole Hunter: Oh. If you want I will upload you my picture. You will see it for yourself. Devin Travors: That would be interesting. Nicole Hunter: *initiate upload* Nicole Hunter: Accept the file, you moron. *laughs* Devin Travors: You kids and your technology. If I can just find the... *beep* ... I think that did it. Nicole Hunter: *you see half naked woman for a second, then the screen goes blank and flashes several times* Nicole Hunter: *waypoint uploaded: sector C5* *initiating cruise* Nicole Hunter: Oh, you boys are all the same... Devin Travors: Erm, oh dear. Nicole Hunter: And now your ass belongs to me. Nicole Hunter: *weapons control: powering down* Nicole Hunter: Didn't they taught you not to accept unknown files, especially from a Lane Hacker? Devin Travors: Well, this is how I die. So, am I going to die today? Nicole Hunter: It depends. I said I am a personification of godness. Devin Travors: I see, yes. Nicole Hunter: *engines stop* I had complete control over his ship and it arrived as expected. Devin Travors: This is what I get, I suppose. Nicole Hunter: Really, I can't believe that hunters are so stupid. Devin Travors: I suppose. Nicole Hunter: Now, tell me what I should do with you? Devin Travors: Well, you could let me live, and let me provide for my family. Or you could kill. *Coughs* Me. Nicole Hunter: Like that? I de-shielded him with a mine and shot across his cockpit. Devin Travors: I suppose, yeah. Nicole Hunter: You want to provide for your family? Are you a married man? Well, there is nothing more pathetic than married men downloading pictures of girls from Neural Net... Devin Travors: Eh, no. It's my sister, you see, she can't really do much on her own. Nicole Hunter: And why did you choose this line of job? You know, very few hunters live long enough to see their retirement bill. Devin Travors: Well, the LPI won't take me with my criminal record. We do what we have to to get by, I suppose. Nicole Hunter: You seem to me just a slave. Were you a slave? Devin Travors: Nope. Nicole Hunter: You just do what others tell you to do. If it is nothing good for you, you just say angrily... meh. I really wonder why you're still alive. Devin Travors: I'm just trying to make money legitimately. I'm done with the smuggling and shady characters. Nicole Hunter: Legitimately! Good joke. Devin Travors: It's lawful work, I suppose. Nicole Hunter: Tell me what is legitimate about killing for Ageira, Interspace or Navy. Maybe, because certain very rich people say that its the right thing? Devin Travors: What do you want from me? Nicole Hunter: Right now I don't even know. I thought I will kill you here. But now I just pity you. Devin Travors: How so? Nicole Hunter: You're broken man who became nothing more than a will-less golem. Devin Travors: I'm merely trying to carve out a living. Nicole Hunter: When the only response you get from a man who can die any second now is "I suppose"... It means that deep inside he doesn't want to live. You just want it to end, do you? Devin Travors: I don't... Nicole Hunter: That was so convincing. I de-shielded him with mine and damaged his hull considerably. Nicole Hunter: Tell me you want to live! Now! Devin Travors: I want to live! Nicole Hunter: Third grade actor at best. Devin Travors: You don't understand, I just want my little sister to have a better life! Nicole Hunter: I understand. But still I pity you. There are million other ways to do it. And you just choose to become a slave, the worst kind of slave, doing all the dirty work for his master, who doesn't give a ****, because he has million other similar slaves. Devin Travors: Well, what is it that you want me to do? Go back to mercenary work for people like you? Nicole Hunter: Well, like I said, originally I wanted you to die, or at least suffer. Now I think I will just leave you be. To have something to think of. Nicole Hunter: *socket open* *self-terminate trojan in one minute* I engaged cruise and left him in the Debris field. Nicole Hunter: But the next time we meet... if we meet... well, it will end differently... Nicole Hunter: *navigation restored* Somehow I wasn't happy with the outcome of this encounter.