Days of hard work. At least the job is intresting and challanging. Sometimes rewarding, sometimes - well its certainly only gets better. Yesterday we took a tour around California with Miss Moon to get richer on prospering corporations and eventualy to scan some of their lapdogs.
We soon had to notice that our combined firepower is not enough for taking down trains in California where the planets are so close to each other. Well, trainees and technicans usualy have a trouble of acuiring the fittest dismobulators. But I always heard at Ageira that 'time is money' - so I thought that I'll leak their profits by staying on comms with their pilot while he escaped us and docked. Maybe command will accept my logs as a level.01 mania interrogation exam.
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We also contacted an Interspace vessel. The pilot not just hidden his IFF somehow, but had an excellent defense for in-flight interrogation techniques - as being some imigrant without the most basic understanding or expression of the common. Ahh, and I just noticed on the recordings that it had capital armor. Than its no wonder we couldnt took him down even with the aid of a passing outcast.
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Finaly Mr Phate contacted us while cornering an Interspace Shire. So suddenly we got an excuse to leave the other one for good. The Shire pilot accepted his fate quite easily after we arrived, so we could rejoice.