TARGET IDENTIFICATION . . .//>»INS-Fretensis
LOCATION . . .//>»OMEGA SECTOR, PROXIMITY OF AARHUS PLANETOID
OBJECTIVE . . ..//>»CAPTURE AND RELEASE
CHASE THE RABBIT
Our big prize has once again resurfaced. This time it won't be getting away. Agents Wells and Reid have been kind enough to provide us with the perfect opportunity to seize what is soon to be ours. Two days ago, the INS-Fretensis has made contact with the Junkers on Bornholm Depot for a job. Their deal is as follows:
. . . \\ "Alright, Barney. You willin' to get your hands dirty? That's fine by us. We need you to help deliver in bulk some cargo from point A to point B. Simple enough, yes? So be our big, mean courier and make sure these containers reach the Invergordon Salvage Yards. Don't fuck this one up, or we'll take your entire home for parts as compensation. Transporting goods of this kind in such large quantities is a dangerous job, but it should be able to cover your expenses for a while.
Tell your Captain I said hello, by the way." // . . .
I'm sure you figuret out by now that we were the ones to plant this job. The Fretensis has been set on a defined path towards Invergordon. The cargo they are meant to deliver comes in the form artifacts "hand-crafted" in Altair's labs -- some are duds, while others are very much active and dangerous. I was told that some of these are like transmitters of some sort. Once you get everything in position you'll have to stick around long enough for the effects to take root. Once that is done, leave the premises before they intensify. You will know when that happens as soon as symptoms such as migraine begin to worsen. You absolutely do not want to catch an Overseer's attention for disobeying orders, much less the Advisor that may or may not be watching the process.
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