The Remnant - Internal Reporting Network

[James Greed]

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Recipient(s): NeuralNet Node 3.562A
Sender: Doppel
Location: California, Alcatraz Base

Hemlocke, Clark.

I would like to thank the both of you for that particular comedy routine crossing my desk. It had everything from a three-way build up to reverses with a hint of simple truth hidden in plain sight. I just wish I didn't find this gem in a folder that supposedly contains serious inquiries.

I was considering a visit to Bretonia myself just before this little incident. Switching up my usual method of travel for something smaller and more convenient would have been a pleasant change of pace. Now? I'm glad I put this off. Granted, I won't entirely give up on the idea.

In theory, this could have been just a disgruntled commander doing something considered a chore. This particular person could have had some deep trauma early on, of a rouge stealing their binky at a young age. Who knows. We could go into theory crafting, but I reckon neither of us has as much time as Montes, nor do we want to waste any more precious time on whatever the fuck this was.

With our apparent lack of braincells, I'll ought to get to the point and simply put it bluntly. I might send a rogue I know down there to look around. Get some gold, or get shot, maybe both. Risk free, for the idiot I have selected can always make it out alive. Somehow. Worst case he'll be back inside a taxi service that's less than credible.

Voice your concerns, apprehensions, or complete disinterest.

~Doppel

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