From: Chief Freeman, Highland Security
To: Highland Security Public Broadcast
First off - Mr. Arsen, let me tell you what a pleasure it is to hear from someone else who shares our views on slavers! I would love to discuss further details with you and have replied to your private communications with such.
As you can see we're currently operating predominantly in Tau space - if you'd like to make the trip up here to Tau-23 or Tau-37 in your Spatial, we'll be happy to get you up to speed! It will be a pleasure to welcome you on board.
Now, to deal with the day's usual business... I'll admit I'm dealing with a teensy bit of a backlog here, so I'll be blazing through this one as fast and as informally as I can!
To start off, a couple of days ago I was moored outside Manhattan in the Freerunner (Christened by a couple of pirates as 'the party yacht'), with Jeff beside me in his Wasupu. Some sinister fellow under the name [color=#FFCC66]Barracouda suddenly appeared on the scanners and gave Jeff an ultimatum - either participate in a duel with the guy, or he could stand by and watch as toxic waste was released into Manhattan orbit. Jeff being the nice guy he is, of course, went and scrapped that nasty piece of work. Chalk one up for the big boss!
Next up for confirmation is a slaver we picked up the next day back in Tau-37 - name was Agent56. We caught him popping out of the 23 Jumphole, and get this - instead of running for the Freeport, he just ran away from the system. And ran, and ran... around 110 klicks out. Eventually he realised I wasn't giving up, turned, and faced the music. It was a pain to haul those poor guys all the way back to Freeport, let me tell you...
Third in tonight's show, a smuggler who christened his ship Accidental_Suicide was disabled on purpose by Jeff in his bomber. Nothing to see here - the guy had the gear, and he didn't want to drop it. Moving along!
Fourth in the countdown is something I'm very happy to report - Highland Security's first registered kill on a Capital-class vessel! We were stationed in Tau-23 on regular patrol when a very aggressive destroyer registered as Hostile-Intent.ProjectX told us to leave. Whether or not we would've retreated out of Tau space, we'll never know, because retreat wasn't an option - our favourite rival, MNS-Cassus.Belli was coming up from behind, too. So, when you can't retreat, advance, right?
We high-tailed it through Tau-37 and 'retreated' into Omicron Alpha. Okay, seems a bit backwards, but desperate times call for desperate tactics. Well, they'd followed us in and we were about to leave, when someone had the crazy idea of taking on this destroyer. And so we did.
The Belli seemed to have some trouble training his guns on us, and without a wall of flak to drown us out we took out the offending destroyer in short order. It lost hull-integrity next to Planet Malta, just as some backup started to arrive - which is when we decided to get out of there.
Not long after, our fifth guest in tonight's lineup appeared - the smuggler U72. The Belli was still hot on our heels, and we were hounded by his now fully-functioning weapons systems the whole way to Cali base, where the smuggler docked. But, feeling brave with an apparent battleship escort, he undocked again and tried to make it out to Tau-29.
I am pleased to report that we caned him as the Belli vaporized every bit of space around us with overwhelming firepower that just couldn't quite come to bear on our agile ships. Remind me to write a thank-you letter to the makers of the Roc.
And that, folks, is the extent of what I have to report from the past couple of days! I apologize for the more casual format but I've been on a 36-hour shift and right now, protocol can go jump off a bridge if it gets me to my quarters faster.
Exhausted Chief of Ops, signing off.
John Freeman
Chief of Operations, Highland Security [font=Lucida Console]
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