To: LSF T9

[Leo]

::>> CODEC LSF-4096-Q <<::
::>> ENCRYPT STANDARD UNKN <<::
::>> IDENT: 7b!$4ctyBcKL <<::
::>> SUBJT: RE: RE: RE: Got a lead <<::

So you admit to infiltrating one of our ships. Not a good start to our conversation, Mr. Serrano. However, in light of the "intel" you claim to have, we won't disappear you to somewhere that doesn't exist. [The digitized voice lightly chuckles.] Just a bit of light humor. Meet our agent at the diner. He will take the information you have down and we can move from there with the possibility of future ops together provided your intel checks out...if it doesn't... ...well, you already know how that ends. Logs NULL "Agent"

::>> Log End <<::


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Roleplay is dead. Long live Powertraders and PvP I guess.