Unforgiven Past - Unforgotten Service

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LIBCENTCOM - Planet Manhattan

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Resting his elbows over the desk and keeping his hands slightly above his chin, Alan had a small frown after wondering about what Kaze's past and deed were like. Alan's facial expressions would betray him eight outta ten times and reading them was child's play. But his mind moved on quickly after hearing that tiny Hale "story". Alan loved those. In the end kinda winning Hale's trust never had been an easy task whatsoever so Kaze was indeed quite a special case. Alan lowered his hands on the desk and tapped it twice. He paused for a very brief moment before standing up again and reaching in the small locked cabinet behind the desk. "Office supplies" of course. Hidden behind one of the boxes were two glasses and a bottle of single malt. Alan puts them on the desk and fills both of them equally. "Well some things tend not to change that much.. do they?" He motions with the glass offering to Laze as well.

"Now.. about your assignments.. Jones reached over to the left of the desk, grabbing a folder with files from the Logistics Corps Directorate. "Now as you may know, Long Island has long been one of the main production facilities for the Navy. However production has stalled for the time being due to lack of some.. specific materials.. Exotic materials.." Jones would get one of the files from the folder showing the report on the lack of such and pictures of biohazard containers. "Now the best place to get access to such is from the Core, all the way out in the omicrons." Then the next file would be an established supply contract with the core. "Now where do you come in?" Alan paused for a brief moment. "To get these materials we are sending a specialized ESRD unit to make sure they get back home in one piece. Normally we would send the usual special forces escort teams for it, but this is probably one of the biggest deliveries we are making so I'm going to need the most elite I can find. That convoy may look wild but it's very vulnerable on the outer territory so they are mostly utilizing stealth and small capable escorts to keep a low profile and defend from any troublemakers. As such I need you to, take care of it and make sure the convoy reaches it's destination back home." Alan closed the folder. "So miss Dagon, that's the -need to know basics- for this mission. Interested?"