Bowex InfoNet (inRP)

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Comm ID: Captain Thomas Kirkland
Access point: St Panthaleon Teaching Hospital, Planet Cambridge, Cambridge
Target: Border Worlds Exports Management, Shipping Division
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Greetings, Sirs

First and foremost I'd like to express my heartfelt thank you for your sparing no efforts of resources to effect our rescue from the pirates. I have also been briefed by mr Roberts, that despite my earlier beliefs not a single soul was lost during my unforunate imprisonment.



I have... also been told about... mr Bellock's prank that... gave us some rather stiff problems. The pirates seemed to have the foresight to test the delivered rations on us first! I'll get back at the bugger, who... I'll get you, mr Bellock, for that. See if I don't.

I also understand, that mr Roberts conducted himself most commendably during my abscence. With management's permission, I would like to transfer the position of captain of the Black Prince, thus far held my myself, to him as a reward.

As far as I hear from the hospital staff around here, me and the rest of the lads will be okay, and fit as a fiddle in a few days.

I'm afraid the Empress fared far worse, and her position in open space virtually unshielded so close to that neutron star corroded her fiercely. Without a clocer inspection I cannot at this point say if a general overhaul or straight out replacement would be the less costly way to go about her repairs. At the very least I recommend pulling her from regular duties for the time being.

Yours,

Thomas Kirkland

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Comm ID: Engineer 2nd class Donald Douglas
Access point: B Complex Spacer Motel, Thomas Kearny Spaceport, Planet Cambridge, Cambridge
Target: Border Worlds Exports Management, Exploration and Security Division
CC: Action Report

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Oi, boss

There's this report I'm told I need to lodge with you.

Well, we were scrambled at 1700 and were to randevouz with the Lionheart, and the Donnington transport ships as well as other ExSec units at Freeport 1. We were to stand by at the Freeport while the transports would proceed to the nearby spatial anomaly for the exchange.

Our understanding was, that at the same time the corsair group claiming responsibility for the kidnapping of our transport ship also assembled it's forces at an undisclosed location.



Deal went off without a hitch. The two transports carrying the ransom money, and the Empress Matilda (on tow, since her engines, or as I hear most of her systems were damaged, or disabled) were soon back on our scanners and speeding towards the tradelanes, where we rejoined them and provided close escort back to the corporate bases in Bretonia.

With us securing the transports, the D.O.'s plan was free to step up to the second stage. At our signal, a fleet of Mandalorian mercenaries contracted for this exact purpose, and thus far concealed in an asteroid field in the spatial anomaly's vicinity, burst out from concealment and attacked the retreating pirates. I must say it was a stroke of brilliance turning the tables on these lowlives.

The Corsairs' inability to protect their transport soon proved them braggards about their much flaunted fighting skills. Still, the battle between our Mandalorians and the remaining Corsairs was fierce and continued to rage on for a long time.



When the transports were safely docked at our corporate bases, we were swiftly scrambled again to escort the Lionheart once again to the Omegas in an attempt to recover the ransom money from the pirate transport's wreckage.

Unfortunately, the Mandalorian battle was raging far out from the usual traderoutes, and we could pick up their signals very faintly. mr MacLean gave the order for ExSec to spread out and comb the asteroid fields individually for the wreckage. I'm proud to say, that my instincts proved superior in this operation, and I was the first pilot to spot the signs of the battle. My scanners being much less developed than my skills, I'm afraind I was unable to pinpoint the wreck itself, on top of that I soon found myself under pursuit by the Corsairs, so my initial survey of the area was less than completely successful.

Reinforced by mr Duke, and his more powerful onboard equipment, however we were soon able to broadcast to mr Wills aboard the Lionheart that he could penetrate the asteroid fields along our vector for cargo retrieval.

I hear a number of credit cards have been destroyed when the transport ship blew up, and a lot more drifted out to open space where they could no longer be located, but I say that this operation remains a great overall victory for us. Those asteroid hugger scoundrels should think twice before attempting another scheme like this with Bowex again.

Yours,

D.Douglas

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