Wild Subturfuge [D9]

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Unknown, LSF Fighter onroute to the LNS Wyoming

By all outward appearances Agent Ross was a rather unimpressive individual, a member of the Liberty Security Force, features that did not stand out in a crowd such as his short brown hair, Manhattan accent that was all too common within Liberty. Even in the LSF he was not that impressive as an agent, a rookie by all accounts who by a miracle managed to pass his tests as most men would say 'by the skin of his teeth'. He was the sort of man that was most likely to pass under the radar of the Security Force's promotion board due to the shear lack of interesting facts or features.

If anyone could say anything about the man if was that he was 'unmotivated' and 'unlikely to be missed'.

This was precisely the image he had worked hard to cultivate, a face he had perfected since he first came to Liberty and established himself amongst the citizenry, outside of Liberty was another story entirely, the man's hair which most would think was his natural color was in reality darker, and his accent was thicker when in the company of those who held his leash.

His name in Liberty was Marcus Ross, the lazy agent who's never going to be promoted due to his lack of ambition. Outside of Liberty however he was Hermann Voss, a member of Rheinland's Buro der Marineintelligenz. Officially 'retired' from the Buro, he was in actuality re-assigned into the long-term Covert Operations unit with the mission of infiltrating Liberty and ferreting out what information he could to aid in the war effort. For months the man had worked to establish his identity on Manhattan, having to change his appearance, his mannerisms and even his own accent to better fit into those around him. His application to the LSF was a lucky break for him, despite his 'unmotivated' persona he managed to complete the basic training course and join the lowest of the low of his agency's foe.

He had thought he had done an excellent job, however he recently received a transmission that had him nervous on the inside, a Colonel from Division 9 had taken notice of him, hopefully it was nothing serious...But he wouldn't hold his breath. Now he was on-route to a Liberty vessel by the name of 'Wyoming', requested to meet the Colonel of the division there for some peculiar reason rather than an LSF facility. He had received a set of coordinates and had set out in his assigned Avenger-Class Very Heavy Fighter to meet with them.

He had worn his uniform and had his cap tucked into the small storage unit in the cockpit, he had to make a good impression if he wanted to get out of this alive if they suspected his true loyalties to the House their parent government was in a shooting war with...He sighted a Battle-cruiser in the distance and swallowed hard, steeling his nerves before he calmly opened a channel to the warship.

"This is LSF Agent Marcus Ross to LNS Wyoming, requesting approach vector and clearance to dock, over."