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[Malaclypse 666]

"Let's keep 'em coming Sophie...I've just had the worst news.
My nueral net has been fried! I can't frakkin' believe it!  Of, course...I was figuring 'hey, it's brand new, what could go wrong?'

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"Just coffee for me this morning, Sophie.. serious trading awaits. Give me some of that elephant dung, or whatever it is Jay has hidden in the back." said Pops.

"Romer, Lad. Not sure why any of us are running around without investing in one of those "Fnordette" thingies. From all reports, they're virtually bullet-proof. Some rather profligate spending habits, though..

"So Patrick has seen the light on the Espsilon weps loadout, eh? Out in the Edges lookin' for replacements, I hear. Knew it would only take one freight train to make him see the light.

"Contracting with Ageira for the moment, Lads. Have become a bit bored with my little "dallaince" with Planetform, Inc. Seems like the reason I acquired their ID was totally wasted on the intended butt of the joke. I suppose they have other concerns at the moment.. replacing a flagship.. rethinking battle tactics and alignments.. the usual. So it's probably back to Freelancing at the first opportunity. A bit more "comfortable", if you get my drift.

I suppose some of the Bretonia routes will be a bit warmish for awhile. Any plans to convoy up or keep the Epsilon sots occupied with escort duties til the storm passes?"

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