The bar at the Mhi'Motir

[Dieter Schprokets]

A hand clamped down on Hal's shoulder.

"I got the reports from Traffic Control about your whereabouts."

The Mandalore sat down opposite his two men and beckoned.

"Let's see them."

Hal handed them over.

"We've been monitoring the object you saw, it.."

His voice trailed off. He stared at each photograph in turn, then looked up at the two men.

"When were these taken?" he asked, alarm in his voice.

"Just today, sir." responded Hal.

The Mandalore sat back in his chair, rubbing his hands on his chin.

"It has at least quadrupled in intensity."

He returned the photos.

"Take those to Cartography, ask for Joseph Maxwell, give them ONLY to him. Clear?"

The men nodded, then left.

Leaving the Mandalore staring out the window, his brow creased.

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[Recoil9000]

Here's a drink to a slow but successful hunt, but with some slight confusion...

Nemesis (Stefi) and I were roaming about liberty looking for a job to get our guns tested on. We ended getting a lead on a pirate around the Pennsylvania jump gate in the New York system. On our way there we had a Liberty Navy pilot by the name of Aurora Richards join us, though she willing to just sit back and let us do our job.

Upon reaching the jump gate, we had discovered that the pirate had already made the jump and was roaming around Pennsylvania. After a brief search, Aurora located the pirate back in the helium clouds behind Erie. Nemesis and I were quick to meet up with Aurora. Turns out the pirate was an Outcast piloting a Falcata bomber. No match for a bomber and two fighters.

As we were in the process of reading the pirate his death rights, he pointed out an unconfirmed fact to us. He claimed that he was a Bounty Hunter informer withing the Outcasts. He of course was not able to pull out any solid facts to support his claim, instead he attempted to threat us with bounty hunters coming after us. That didn't go to far, and he eventually began to be bored and tried to escape.

Just before attempting to escape, we realized that he was hauling Liberty Navy pilots, so we informed Aurora. We eventually were able to defer his escape attempt and we were quick to action, and I mean quick. Before I could get a shot off on him, Nemesis had already cleaned him of his shields and landed a SNAC in his face. Twas such a long wait for such a short battle.

Now Nemesis should be filing the kill report anytime here soon, but I have some questions as to what to do about his claims about being an informant should he have escaped? Should we concur these claims with the BHG? Or we could turn him into the 101st and let them deal with him? Or do we just leave it be, he has already lost his ship and possibly may even be dead.

I do not believe that he was an actual informant though. For he would not be hiding out in a helium cloud in Pennsylvania if he was. For if he was, he was definitely slacking on his job.

Edit:

Oh, and I almost forgot, I logged the pirate admitting he was an informant:

http://i734.photobucket.com/albums/ww343/R...ng/screen11.jpg

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[Halogen]

First of all, let me be the first to congratulate you on your instincts. I have no idea how you worked out this Outcast was not what he appeared to be on the surface.

I know you couldn't have forgotten about this.

His story is nonsensical on multiple levels.

If he was an informer, disclosing that information would absolutely forfeit his position and his life. Not only from the Outcasts he's been masquarading, but also the hunters who put him there.

IF he really was an Outcast, he's deadwood. Of all the banners to hide behind, the BH? I don't think so...

If he's a BH, under what directive would he be spacing and collecting Navy pilots? The BH Guild would never authorise that, and be even less impressed with their informer gushing a secret of this magnitude to a group of mercs contracted to the Outcasts.

Frankly, it sounds like this guy is a psychopath who wormed his way into an Outcast IFF. Did you catch his ID?

I would suggest BOTH the 101st AND the BH are informed of his activities. He'll more than likely end up KoS for both.

Mandalore, what would you advise?

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[Dieter Schprokets]

The Mandalore sipped at his beer and looked over at the two men.

"When one client says he is spying on another client, just fly away slowly.."

"Generally speaking, just be somewhere else when clients are at odds."

He drained his glass.

"My advice? Find a local bar and forget what you saw."

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