"Ay, boss. We got one Freelancer in Omega-55. His name was Warlock or something. We tried to bring him in but... yeah he kind of popped the pill, if you catch my drift.
Now, before you go out yelling, this guy was sporting Order Tech - claimed he'd stolen it, but Three thinks otherwise. Anyway, the ship's remains are ours now. I bet they can still be smelted into something useful. We'll send them to Kaarst Drydock for you to analyze, I suppose. We also scraped a few body parts off the hull and bagged them - they'll be in the same container. Can't skimp out on fresh fertilizer, am I right?
