Zoner Tactical Defense Comms

[Riley Mackenzie]

'Ello again you lot...I have more to report this morning.

Last night while making a few short runs close to home in the Erinloch, I recieved a message through my neural net from a Junker in Omega-15 named Claudia Starfire, who I met about a week ago when I used 'the code' against two seperate Harvey's.

I was just sitting down to have dinner while my Whale was in auto-pilot, & the Junker told me that she was pinned, & effectively being blockaded inside her station by number Six.

It seemed strange to me that a Harvester would do such a thing to a non-Zoner, so I set course back to Canaria to launch my Gunboat & race as fast as I could to her aid.

I admit it took a while to get there to help her, but because of my previous encounter with both 09 & 10, I called on Mad John Rackham to assist me. By the time we both arrived at O-15, the Harvey moved on to Rheinland space, & shortly thereafter, Mad John parted with us to attend other business.

As I'm still getting myself accustomed to my new gunboat, I stayed with Claudia for a while to keep watch over her in case the bugger returned.


Omega-15 remained quiet, so I spun my seat to my comms console & sent an aid request to Shamus after I noticed that Harvey 10 was closeby in Sigma-13.

Both He & I met up there, & proceded to taunt the humorless machine over the open comms as we searched the system. (At least Shamus has a sense of humor in that titanium crome-dome of his.)

By the time we finally engaged number 10 in S-17, I came to realize very quickly that it was no laughing matter.

My skills have atrophied in the past two years since I left Edinburgh after my wife's murder, & quit the Gravedancer's Union on Islay. I made a few stupid mistakes under pressure; eventually however, I was able to strike the killing blow.


I have a tendancy to keep to myself... to a fault, but the times are changing & so am I.

I better understand now the threat we are under, & I'm no longer laughing.

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