COMM ID: Sterling Fawkes LOCATION: Yanagi Depot, stopped for repairs
'Ello men,
The name's Sterling Fawkes. I'm one'a yer wheelmen, hired outta Trafalgar. I havin' some trouble gettin' picked up by SCRA patrols. First was New London, the Cambridge Cavs game was 'bout to come on an' I was pickin' up a shipment a' the dark stuff so's we an' our guests could watch the game an' get right tanked.
The brazen fools gone an' picked me up right outside New London. I 'ad 'ta fight me way out. Fer the Cavs an' fer the beer, an' all 'at.
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Slept off the beers after the game. Next day I got dispatched 'ta go pick up one'a ours outta New Tokyo. Authorities had picked 'im up an' the IC took custody.
I tell ye what, this was s'posed 'ta be a routine assignment. Go in, pick up the nutter, an' get back out. Instead I got picked up by some Hogosha jock who in flaggin' me down, gives our position away to the SCRA, who jus' happen 'ta 'ave a patrol in system right then. 'E had no idea what the SCRA are about.
He went down fast once they arrived. I proved 'ta be the harder target. Another Hogosha arrived, this 'un in a gunboat. Took out one'a the SCRA, then went down 'ta the other two.
After then, it was a flippin' solid 40 minutes of glancing shots. Took some serious damage, mostly 'ta my systems.
Managed 'ta punch my way out an' got out after this.
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So our boy is recouperatin' from an hour of hard evasive maneuvers at Yanagi an' I'm takin' some repairs. Several guns got blasted off an' life support started a slow leak, along with lots'a scorches on the armor. We got a nice setup 'ere, but there really ain't no place like home.
Now gents, I'm jus' a wheelman. I'm ex-Armed Forces, but this ain't exactly what I signed on for. This is where escorts come in 'andy, y'know?