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Internal Log: Task Update - 9.6.744 A.G.S
Interesting indeed.
Reitano, for now you're to pull back from Hudson. I got in touch with the Ridge fellow along with a few birds. Until Ridge, otherwise known as Vincent, says otherwise, we're leaving Hudson be. Or until we find something interesting there.
Conversatons went long. Also happened across a few wanted folk in and around Liberty, some who apparently want to stab me in the leg. Careful of one Olivia Sable. She's unstable and possibly has a form of mental illness. There's a for-hire group around liberty as well that, while expensive, seems to take any job with little question. Perhaps look into them.
Now for the important updates. Talked to the Sister. Seems the tension has eased ever-so slightly in that nobody is getting shot anymore, however there's now some sort of trial. Something about Newcastle, not that I understand much more than that. Something about retaking it? It'd be possible, the war did leave Newcastle cut off for a good decade or so. This said, I reaffirmed our place in Inverness. The Citadel is open to us, or at least me. Perhaps open up a place on the freeport? Don't trust or like those zoners though.
Speaking of Inverness. Grant, you'll be getting a new contract soon enough from those birds. Get your fleet ready. You'll likely be headed into Bretonia for it.
Final topic. Boss, we need you back. I don't know how things went at home port, but it's going to get dicey out here if its only me calling the shots.
Listen and heed. Our Warning was given. The Hand extended twice. Until returned, Forget and purge.
We have taken place where we must, turning unblinking gaze back towards the Horizon. Soon, the Bird shall be heard. Soon, shall task be given out. Soon, shall our pondering cease. Soon, shall the Trial begin. Relink, shadowed children. Much is to be done.
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Internal Log: Task Update - 12.26.744 A.G.S
Repeating the message. Relink at once. We're moving to Gallia and the Taus, operating from there until further notice. Projects involving everything but the Gateway and Gallic-centric objectives is to be cancelled.
Reitano, delay yourself and get us new thralls. The last one perished in Kepler during the talk.
If anyone has issues with the Lost, their thralls, or that Katherine woman, escape from the situation quickly. Kill all but the pure lights otherwise. Thralls included.
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Internal Log: Task Update - 6.23.745 A.G.S
Status has returned to normal. Coast clear. Key is reported as having perished. New issues revolving around containment.
We're moving operation back into the independent worlds. Set up station in or around Bering. We're looking for the potentially new key.
Also, made contact with some new old friends. See if they'll help in your work. They'll help remove unwanted watchers well enough too. Pay them if you need to. We also need a base of operations, including one for the Boss. Be on the look out for anything that will work.
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Internal Log: Task Update - 9.1.745 A.G.S
The Key lives, somehow, but changed. Some type of mental damage. Guy was insane anyways. We'll need to find out his current plans sooner or later. Our mark who was supposed to watch him never reported, so it's up to us.
Speaking of, those old friends went quiet as soon as they came up, so a dead end for help in that route. The Bird is also insane and last reports had her hiding somewhere in or near the Tau sector. It's unlikely we'd get much assistance from the Technocracy either. Gallia changes department heads quicker than a Maltese cardi-runner, and we burned that other bridge. Places to go are limited, and we're limited further by the constant eyes.
Continue operations, but keep an eye out for new avenues. It's possible to start that one operation at last, should we find the right people.
