>>Dawn Galeheart

[The_Godslayer]

Incoming Message

From: Max
Source: Ames Research Station, Kepler

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A video feed showing a Hispanian flicking a green coin while reclining in a cockpit opens up.

"Hi, hello, greetings, all of that. Sorry about the incredibly abrupt showing up and asking questions I did the other day. Just got sick of the goose chase I'd been on and took the simple-minded approach."

He catches the coin, sitting up in his chair.

"Long story short, I'm putting together a little network of trade. A way to get supplies, information, and other things across boundaries that would normally stop them. The more people in the network, the more the network has to offer. The reason I decided to look into you is that, well, you're a little infamous among Liberty forces, from what I've heard. Liberty law and the corporations that control it are one of the biggest boundaries to trade in the universe, and bypassing that makes everyone's life that much easier. You and your comrades provide gaps in a wall that I can't break myself.

As for what's in it for you, the same as what's in it for anyone else. This is simply a network of, lets say, "stand-out individuals" who can provide. A way for you to make deals with unusual friends. Maybe a way to get contact with someone in a high place, maybe a way to secure rare goods, maybe a way to find out something you never would have known otherwise. You wouldn't even need to identify yourself if you didn't want to. I'm a Zoner, after all, and Zoners are excellent mediators.

You want an example? What if I told you I got someone on this little group who's got friendly ties to some Liberty Navy guys? A bit of asking, a bit of "friend of a friend of a friend" work, and I can net you information that you'd need four interrogation teams to find out. All they'd need is to tell me what they want in return, and then I tell you. They never know who you are, you never know who they are, but you both trade, and you both benefit. Ya see what I'm getting at?"

He reclines again, putting the coin in his chest pocket.

"So whadda you think? I see you getting a lot from this crew, and the crew getting a lot from you. Benefits all around."

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I'll do something about my superiority complex when I cease to be superior.

"Whatever happened to catchin' a good old-fashioned passionate ass-whoopin and gettin' your shoes, coat, and your hat tooken?"