Operation: Greystone

[Reverend Del]

FastJack looked out of the window of the anki freighter that had been stolen for this operation. Texas was past by now and the team would soon be headed for New York and whence to Pittsburgh. The job was LA, but the intial meet was a small abandoned mining facility.

Fastjack looked around the confines of the vessel, Tank was dismantling all the guns he'd carefully assembled after they'd undocked from Barrow. Silverfire was staring out the window, all pent up energy and nowhere to spend it. Nymph was, well, Nymph. Cool, unflustered, almost cold.

As the ship made the jump into the badlands of New York from Texas, FastJack mulled the words of Coachwhip.

"You're meeting an important fellow, he's got a job for you. He hasn't told me anything. Less chance of it escaping that way. he knows what he wants, Get it done."

Nothing useful, but FastJack was used to that sort of thing from the Knights high command. Useful briefings weren't in their vocabulary. It wasn't necessary to avoid the Rogues here, the ship was flashing Rogue transponder frequencies at the moment, as soon as it left the badlands it would start flashing Junker colours, the better to get to Pittsburgh without hassle.

"This be Junker freighter Junker Alpha-6 ready t'hit the earth." Jack didn't like even pretending to be a Junker, but when the boss told him to fly the ship he hadn't had the gall to deny it. Permission was soon granted and the freighter moved into the docking ring and began the final descent to the planet.


FastJack waited for the ship to touch down and then hit the door release. Exiting the vessel he noted the man who awaited the team. The very man they'd stolen Liberty gunboat plans to help rescue.

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Saint Del is considered a holy healer of diseases of children, but also as a protector of cattle.