Greetings,
I am just informing you that Freeport 9 communication system is now operational.
Additionally, about Zoners Trading Consortium: some members have left, some are still there. ZTC is currently reorganizing itself and that is why most of requests addressed to us have received no response at this moment. An official announcement will probably be made soon to summarize what ZTC is becoming.
Rhyme gazed at the tattered remains of Freeport Nine from his stateroom aboard OSI's Solar Breeze. The tranmission had lasted, coincidentally, the exact same amount of time required for one eyebrow to begin a slow ascent, presumably to get a better look out the window.
"Interesting... Guess the ZTC noticed the station is still there and is planning on resuming command of the same? Best I can figure from them mentioning, redundantly, that the comms are once again operational and that they still exist as though the statements are synonimous in meaning.
He muttered to himself, muttering being the tone of voice one uses when speaking outloud in an empty room to ensure that one is still sane.
"Wonder if they're feeling the sting from operation scorched earth. I imagine that particular bit of tactical genius put their top brass in a bit of a PR position."
