The Lane Hackers | Internal Comms

[Anton Murik]

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This was rough. The Liberty Navy never had particular manners but this guy is an embodiment of it. Dating with a "terrorist" near Rochester and having something to a passing by Cardamine merchant! Hahaha, I swear they didn't expect me to appear near them but so neither did I, Anyway, our guys helped me to bring the shipment to Manhattan, all good and I hope they are safe and sound now too.

Communication Log

Juny 11, 829

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[19:16:19] Marc.Remington: nice timing
[19:16:20] LH~Anton.Murik: You could at least say "hello", you know.
[19:16:25] Marc.Remington: That outcast just gave you away...
[19:16:37] Marc.Remington: Tell her she has my thanks.
[19:16:40] LH~Anton.Murik: What outcast?
[19:16:42] Marc.Remington: Now drop the cargo.
[19:16:48] Marc.Remington: The one that just jumped to Colorado.
[19:16:57] Empress: You were both traversing the Jumphole, in either direction, simultaneously. Missed her.
[19:17:05] Empress: Bit of a freak incident.
[19:17:10] Empress: I'll leave you two to it.
[19:17:12] LH~Anton.Murik: I have an emergency on Colorado Jump Hole, need assistance.
[19:17:12] Marc.Remington: Perfect timing however.
[19:17:23] Marc.Remington: Drop the cardamine, hacker.
[19:17:31] Marc.Remington: not going to ask it again
[19:17:44] LH~Anton.Murik: It comes with a great surprise to me seeing the Navy allowing Order to leave. Last time you were screeching they were terrorist
[19:17:51] LH~Anton.Murik: -s. Did something change?
[19:18:00] Empress: Think he's got hit hands full.
[19:18:03] LH~Carnifex: on way. we're at Buffalo on the way best speed
[19:18:05] Marc.Remington: What is going to happen, is you and your ship joining the scrap
[19:18:10] Marc.Remington: if you don't drop it in 10 seconds.
[19:18:22] LH~Anton.Murik: Ah, had a romantic meeting here I see. Don't worry, I will tell no one.
[19:18:36] Marc.Remington: time...
[19:18:46] Marc.Remington: would you look at that, you failed to follow my orders.
[19:18:55] Marc.Remington: time to give the junkers something new to chew on...
[19:18:56] LH~Anton.Murik: I don't think so. I didn't say the most important thing yet.
[19:18:59] LH~Anton.Murik: F*ck off.
[19:25:51] LH~Jack.Marshall: Well well, what have we here
[19:26:07] LH~Jack.Marshall: Disengage, or be .. well.. discombobulated.
[19:26:07] LH~Carnifex: Navy pigs sticking there noses in again
[19:26:10] Marc.Remington: its your ion boat... as you can see
[19:26:23] Marc.Remington: its pure magic.
[19:26:30] LH~Jack.Marshall: Corporate flunky.. back off.
[19:26:34] LH~Anton.Murik: He and his girl are full yours.
[19:27:16] Marc.Remington: how much to we bet that ion leaves him when he's not in combat?
[19:27:30] 19:27:29 SMT  Traffic control alert: LH~Anton.Murik has requested to dock

The Navy guy has a point, though: the ship's polarization is spiking, causing micro-ion storms around me. While giving a certain advantage similar to a cloaking or rather a jamming device, it also dropping combat capacity of my ship to minimum. I should figure out how to fix it, before it played against me.

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