Jimmy "The Rat" Fattore

[Croft]

Log Entry 14 - 823

I've done some stupid and pretty crazy stuff the past few weeks, first is taking a job from some Outcast scientist who wanted all kinds of top end stuff, anti matter and fusion cores from military walkers, some of Rheinland's best armour and to top it all off, a part from Liberty siege cruiser's gun. The Rheinland stuff isn't hard to get, Miller hasn't failed me yet in that respect, Liberty on the otherhand is a damn nightmare.
To get the walkers I've had to get creative since the LPI own the place that sells them, outright buying them is a no-go but since the good doctor only wants the power cores I've paid off a few of the dockers and mechanics to place any faulty units into a spare hangar. Good thing Liberty ain't known for its quality control, it could've taken months to get 15 but they're ready and waiting.
The siege gun is something else entirely, no one has one and the Navy ain't givin' anything up with the Royalists knockin' on California's door which also has me a bit worried about the familia down on L.A, I mean they haven't got beyond the Magellan gate but still. I've got a fair bit of credits behind me now, easily enough to move 'em, maybe to Denver? I don't know. But yeah, that gun is going to be something else to get hold of.

Now for the crazy part.
I got nailed in Omega 3 hauling those walkers meant for the O'rhu folks to the Suffolk, the Admiral is always wanting a cut so why not? Nope, got held up by some Coalition cruiser sitting right on the jumphole with those Auxesia stooges in tow. Before you know it a couple of BAF arrest me and are fixin' to tear the ship right out from under me. I did a bit of fast talkin' and got myself taken to Sprague where I enjoyed the company of one of their rookies who attempted to "interogate" me, good kid, bit naive though. After that I found myself in the firing line of a battleship, commanded by the good Admiral of all people and a fighter piloted by a friendly Commander called Dagon who seemed to enjoy my company thoroughly. A bit of yammering and some bluster got me to drop my cargo on Sprague and away with nothing more than a warning, which the Commander didn't like oddly enough.

The crazy part is, during that little chat an old smuggler got my comms and offered to show me a way of not getting caught, yeah like I need that. I agreed to see what he had in return for a part in my contracts if it proved to be solid info, so we took some blackmarket weapons from Kreuzberg down to Arranmore via his route. Along the way we got talking, turns out Ted had been doing a lot of dirty jobs until the Maruaders sold him out and the latest Rogue group cut off his slave supply, leaving him in moving arms to keep up.
He was still getting supply from the Junkers so I offered him a partnership, I'd cut him into my supply if he'd use his contacts. and so far its working well, we've just completed a deal for the Sigma Junkers.

Even though there's only two of us I think we could make it big, maybe even expand to control the entire blackmarket arms trade in time. Yeah, that'd be something.

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