[tg] Trader's Guild -HQ comm.-

[dr lameos]

// sorry to be doing this all myself, but my superiors have important Real life stuff to do:

**Coriko's heart still pounding, with both apprehension and sickening regret, as he opened his transponder panel**

**Reluctantly he pressed read new message... the Holographic Image of the Personnel Manager appeared, she was a young lady, and at times Coriko had found her attractive. This time any such thoughts were at the back of his mind. the message started playing...**

"To hell with this" said Coriko, as he paused the message "I need a drink first"

**He returns to the console with a bottle of whisky in his hand... at times like this one has no desire for a glass**

**taking a swig, Coriko presses play**

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"Coriko, the guild has taken a vote from all members. We asked them whether you should be severely punished for the unlawful actions you have been reported to have undertaken...

We regret to inform that the answer was unaminous, the answer from all members, was yes."

"Your son was included in this vote, he also privately sent us a message. We have decided not to pass this on to you, so as to prevent future harm. He is ashamed of your traitorous actions, and feels betrayed."

The kindly woman took a quick pause, and looked down, gathering her thoughts

"Because of the large amount of work you have previously done for the Guild, and that we are sure no punishment can be greater than your child turning his back on you, we have somewhat lessened the, perhaps deserved punishment."
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**Coriko didn't care any longer, the bottle had been dropped to the floor, its contents spilling out. Head in hands, he couldn't even look any longer at the projected image.**

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"We have decided to allow you to stay within our Guild, however, your rank would be stripped from you. Your position will be the lowest within our establishment... you would follow even the orders of new recruits."

"In addition this we are demanding a substantial fine for the damage you have done to our reputation."

"You have done us great service in the past, and with that in mind, we have been lenient."

"But be warned, if you smuggle again, or refuse to pay this fee, you shall be banished... you're fortunate to have received a warning"

"These are the words passed to me from the Guildmasters, Izabelle Pursious out..."
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**Coriko's self loathing had become anger, the image faded, he punched the holographic projector**

"BANISH ME!!!" he yelled "BANISH THE ONE WHO CONTROLLED THE GUILD!!! I was the true leader, THEY CANNOT BANISH ME!!! THE GUILD WILL FALL WITHOUT MY INFLUENCE!!!"

**Coriko's anger had deluded him, he had power before, but to profess such greatness had both been both untrue, and unordinary behaviour for a previously gentle, wise and elderly man.**

**He wrote his message, unable in his state to transmit a message the usual way. As he wrote he spoke the simple words**

**Once finished a grin formed, then a laugh... yes, this old dog wasn't done for yet, he had a plan, a vengeful plan**

"I wish to speak to all members of the Guild publicly, to make an announcement regarding these circumstances. Please arrange a time and location for this, I require ALL members to attend."

**He handed this note to the barman on Ibiza base in Omicron Alpha, and asked it be passed on to Freeport 6, where the tg Headquarters ship was stationed, as soon as possible.**

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