Eyes and Ears

[The Operative]

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"At least only words," the Operative mumbled absolutely mind-absent into himself while reading the report and looking at the pictures. Nothing really about Cannish, but that would only mean that there wasn't anything interesting to see. It sort of disappointed him a little, as he thought they would hide something in the atmosphere. It opened space for other theories, though. "Don't land on nomad structures. While most people are aware of their ability to infiltrate human society in form of incubi, they can also alter machinery such as ships. Apart from that, you shouldn't collect nomad remains. If you got some, sell them to the Order or to the Core, whoever of those idiots you trust more, or just drop them somewhere in the Omicrons. The nomad bacteria on their hulls is extremely hostile to humans, and getting in touch with it will kill you within twentyfour hours." How could that lair be there? It made no sense, he would have noticed it when he was there the last time. Auxesia would have noticed. The Order would have noticed. Or they did already. But why wouldn't they remove it when it is active? The lair in Magellan was destroyed rather easily, too.

Turning the PDA off, the Operative sighed, still looking at it for a moment before looking up to Nick, then to Elena, smiling at the latter, before looking back at Nick again. "Good job. Payment will be transfered asap. I think that is all I need for now, although I have one final question. Does the Forlorn Hope have a logistical wing? As in, would you be willing and able to do some smaller one-time transport jobs if necessary?" While asking, he let the PDA vanish in his bag at his side.

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