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Offline Lohingren
09-22-2008, 02:49 AM, (This post was last modified: 09-22-2008, 02:50 AM by Lohingren.)
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***FILE INITIALIZING***

.....FILE INITIALIZED.....

Year 816 A.S, November 14th

Lucion Vega or Lucio as he is known to his friends looked down at the computer screen, it was a message from his childhood friend Angela

I’ve got some information regarding the Cryer situation
although obvious that I cant tell you over the comm system.
So you’ll need to meet me on Ibiza station.

Angela over and out.

I’ve known Angela for over 10 years, we went through school together. If it wasn’t for us choosing different career paths we would still be close friends, she chose the intelligence side of war, I choose the fighting side.

I left my room to find the usual sight of the fighter corps main base walls staring at me. As I entered the hyperlift I found that Lohingren Hikari and his brother, the leaders of the famed Reapers of Sirius, were in the lift with me. I wondered why they were here but I decided not to interrupt their business so I pushed all thoughts to the back of my head and hurried onward with my own business.

I past the busy corp command on my way to the hanger, all the usual hustle and bustle was going on, patrols coming and going, assault squads were coming in after successful strikes on trader convoys.

I sped to my sabre, it had its usual markings on it showing off my triumphs, 3 Corsair fighters and 7 trader escorts, I climbed in the cockpit and began the start up procedure, as the lights lit up one by one I pushed my throttle forward and left the hanger.

“This is Lucion Vega, Pilot Number 199-769 requesting permission to leave the surface”

That same metallic voice that always replied came echoing through my comm system

“Permission granted 199-769, safe flying”

As I left Malta I engaged my cruise engines and set a course for Ibiza, I turned on my music system and began listening to the newer of the heavy metal music ripped from the House's datastreams.

Ibiza was the usual stuff when I arrived, smugglers picking up their shipments to haul to the houses and of course “traders” bringing us shipments of metals, uranium, deuterium and the lot. Angela was in her usual place, a flat in the higher quarter of Ibiza if you could call it that.

I knocked on the door, I heard footsteps heading closer to the door and a second later the doors internal lock disengaging.

“Took your time Lucio”

“I cant help it command is all over the place now days, the newer members of the council are sending more and more commands through everyday” I replied with a slightly irritable sound.

“Well you cant come in, I only wanted to meet with you to give you this”

She handed me a small info pad

“Leave Ibiza before you read it, I don’t know if I had a tail after I got the info”

“Alright, cheers”

I backed off and headed back to my fighter, clearly Angela had changed from her old bright self to a more paranoid untrusting type, who could blame her especially in her line of work?

The engines hummed as my Sabre came to life, I was granted permission to leave, as I left the station I began to read the data pad Angela had given me

**Transmission Open**
To: Craver Williams
From: Cryer Ph. Project SC leader
Subject:SC

As you know Project SC is our attempt to make Synthetic Cardimine to deprive the Outcast “nation” of funding. So far the project is going according to plan, we are on schedule to complete the project in time for the annual MDOC (Medical Drug Oversight Community), new shipments for testing are arriving everyday thanks to our agreement with certain parties, however some Outcasts are becoming more and more suspicious of the wayward shipments that never turn up in the house systems,but so far we haven’t had any problems with the Outcasts. However you may need to bribe some more Kusari officials as one of their navy patrols intercepted a shipment of food rations and found a significant amount of cardamine.

**Transmission Closed**

I could scarcely believe what I had read, if this was a truthful report then this so called synthetic Cardamine could ruin our entire economy…

****FILE CLOSING.....FILE CLOSED****

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Devil Wings Squadron - by Lohingren - 09-22-2008, 02:49 AM
Devil Wings Squadron - by Lohingren - 09-22-2008, 02:51 AM
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