Pripyat - Ship Log

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>time=0100.09.02.835.
>logtype=comm
>source=co_quarters
>source=CO_Korbut
>source=nemezida

N: Comrade Commodore. I hope you enjoyed your "vacation" in Omegas. because now we may have another opportunity on our hands.

CO: Comrade Overseer. And here I hoped that I would never receive a message from you ever again.

N: Perks of the job. You know where I work and what kind of subtlety is needed in my profession. Don't tell me you missed me, now.

CO: Let's get down to business. What attracted your interest this time and why should I command to deploy the Pripyat into another hell hole?

N: Have you seen the announcement posted by our dear colleagues from the Overwatch recently?

CO: I have, yes. To be quite honest, I am concerned by what's happening over there. Doesn't sound good at all.

N: Which is why I need you and the Pripyat, again. You are to deploy immediately to Omicron Zeta and maintain observation of the situation at hand. Find out the truth behind their PSA. Provide them with no support, do not give them a slightest signal of your presence in the area, even if our dearest colleagues are to suffer critical losses. You were never there, Comrade Commodore.

CO: Hm. I have to ask, Comrade Overseer. Why is it so important to keep the Order out of this? Why can't we help them?

N: Because as much as they are our "allies", I believe our feelings are mutual when the question of their origin arises. We both know the Order and their roots. There are no such things as "former" Libertonians, and their so called "protectorate" is nothing more than a way to gain influence over the region, so that they may propagate their dictatorship into a no-man's-land. Surely you remember the announcement they've made back when they had a scandal with the Zoners of Freeport Eleven about their alleged cooperation with the Core?

CO: You make a good point, Comrade Overseer, but you fail to reinforce it with any solid proof. Though I do not blindly believe the Order, either. Yeah, sure, in the end, they are Libertonians, and their mania of control does indeed raise an eyebrow. But, in the end, you aren't any different from them.

N: We need raw information, Yelena Vladimirovna. Unfiltered, not processed by the Order. Their allies from the Phoenix have already failed to respond to our request. We cannot afford to rely on anyone, other than ourselves. And if the Order finds out about our little operation, there could be two outcomes. First - they tell us to stop whatever we are doing and leave it in their capable hands. Second - they would be glad to share the information they have, but this information is likely going to be misleading or something we already know. Whatever is happening in Zeta - whether it's a cover-up for some experimental procedures, a diplomatic arrangement or a genuine alien incursion, - we need it cut straight from the source. And it is something you and your crew are very capable of.

CO: Alright. Consider me convinced, Comrade Overseer. But, since we have to divert ourselves from our current standing orders from the Office-

N: I already handled it. Your official MO is the same as the last time. As always, it is identical to my request. They know everything you will be conducting in the region and I already have their approval.

CO: Hm. Well, then, since it's a request, then I would like something from you, as well.

N: Ask away, Comrade Korbut.

CO: What do you really pursue in this?

N: Oh, wow. A sizeable request, indeed. However, considering all that you have done for me. you did earn the right to ask. But first, you have to tell me something. In your opinion, how big are the odds of me telling you the actual truth?

CO: Fifty-fifty.

N: Good. In that case, depending on success of your mission in Zeta, I may share that little secret with you. But, you have my word. Return to me with all the data you can gather and you will be... "initiated" into my humble parlor.

CO: Have I not been already?

N: My dear Yelena. We have barely scratched the surface together.

CO: I will provide the best I can.

N: I have no doubt. Nemezida, over and out.

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