Oaths Are for the Obedient

[Leo]

Theta-9's mandate was clear: Obtain technology by any means necessary and reverse engineer to regain and maintain Liberty's technological superiority over the other houses. The image on the screen showed exactly that. However, Dagger-2 remained calm; this could still be false information. "You claim that this, "Heiko Riegel" is in Liberty. Yet I have seen no proof of this in your intelligence. Do you have proof he is in Liberty? Additionally, where is he heading? No doubt one of the smuggling hubs." He added the last part more as a red herring incase Serrano tried to find the man on his own after their meeting. It would help if he was busy running around hunting at shadows. Dagger-2 didn't say outloud what he already knew. Vespucci, Ontario, Galileo, and Kepler all had a history of things lurking in the darkness of space. Vespucci was where the Wyoming was last sighted according to various sources. This individual, if real, could be attempting to supply their allies with this relic. Ontario was another option, if they were attempting to bring the relic to Sudbury, though Dagger-2 figured that the Xeno Alliance would intercept him long before he reached the planet. Galileo? Doubtful, Wild and Nomad activity had noticeably declined since the events in Ontario. Kepler was always an option--no telling what existed in the depths of the Dark Matter storm. His gut feeling was Vespucci if the man existed and was in Liberty. That was the last place a known hostile element yet existed. T9's teams had yet to ascertain any whereabouts of the rogue Battlecruiser but considering the damage reported done to the ship, there was no way it was able to make any large scale movements during that time. Despite the cagy nature of the man, he had the intel from Serrano. Though Dagger-2 was still skeptical of the contents of said intelligence, he did have a job to do. This was more credible than most of the bullshit that came across their desks. Perhaps there was something here. Time to wrap this up. "As for this artifact in the photograph, this isn't proof he was carrying anything other than something bright within that crate. There is no evidence that this is anything more than a bauble he picked up from the Edgeworlds for a young child." Dagger-2 made a show of sighing in exasperation. If this was credible intel, he had to ensure that Serrano believed it was a dead end so that he would drop it and return to whence he came. "Though in the name of National Security, we will take this intel under consideration." He pulled out a sleek and small comm. pad of his own and tapped a few things, sending an NDA across to Serrano. His face became deathly serious as he looked at the man seated across from him. "You will sign this Non-Disclosure Agreement. Violating this is not advised if you value continuing to suck down Oxygen. Additionally, you will provide all materials, storage devices, and copies containing this intelligence. You will not keep any of it on your person. Again, I advise you not test us on this. Our reach is far and our patience is thin. Failure to adhere to any of the tenants of this, or refusal to sign this document, might keep you from seeing your daughter again. Am I clear?" Dagger-2 waited for his response.

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You fear oblivion. Yet you forget. The universe remembers every atom of your being. Even dust hums your name in the dark.
Roleplay is dead. Long live Powertraders and PvP I guess.