Tides of Change

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"You must always keep a low profile while you are outside Minor. Always be on the move, don't trust anyone".
This is the lesson that corporal Brian Scott managed to learn. Of course, during his LSF days he got used to such attitude, but the amount of necessary precautions that he was supposed to make as an Order operative was bigger.

"You WILL be hunted. And not only by the House authorities and Bounty Hunters. Mercenaries and some criminals wouldn't waste an opportunity to vaporize your vessel - either looking for a bounty, or for our technology".
That lesson he learned today. Although he moved as secretly as possible, a mercenary managed to track him down. For next 10 minutes there was just a crazy race among the asteroids and mines. The race, where the prize was Brian's life, and the price of mistake was fatal. That's when corporal really appreciated the drive core of his Bastet. But the pursuing Wasupu fighter (or Stinger, as they call it in Liberty) was agile enough to follow Brian through the Badlands. Brian's only hope was that the codes from the jump gate were correct, or else he would be trapped...

"You will have to fight and survive against the overwhelming odds. A victory can not be achieved on your own. Only working as a team will get you through the mission, especially if the odds are not in your favor".
But this time corporal was on his own. Perhaps in the most guarded system in the Colonies. And once he used the jump gate, all forces within the system were aware of his presence...

"Remember, you DON'T WANT to play a hero. If the odds are against you, retreat. If the enemy is prevailing and nothing can be done about it, withdraw. The Order has few agents, and they should risk their lives ONLY if they are sure that their sacrifice will get the mission done. We don't want to lose people for nothing"."If the odds are against you, retreat" - Brian whispered, as he noticed a gunboat and a couple of fighters splitting up from the main patrol and heading for his location. He had enough of racing today, and the ship's computer warned him about that by saying that the drive core is overheating. But Scott didn't like the idea of being vaporized either, so he had to take the risk. "So, a possibility of death against certain death... The choice is obvious, if you're reasonable".

Jump. The beeping sound of the computer becomes louder and louder. The ship is about to be torn apart by interstellar forces. But luck was on corporal's side today. The ship would require some repairs (the Gaians did their best, but the Order technology is too complicated for those, who don't work with it regularly), but at least Brian was at home. In Omicron Minor

Now it was the time to visit Cape Hope on Toledo. The bar, maybe? Actually why not?

As Brian entered the bar, he simply went to the counter and pointed the bartender at the drink he wanted. A huge glass of Bretonian Ale. As he got the drink, he nodded to the bartender, left the payment on the counter and headed for the table somewhere in the corner.
"Positioning is important. If you sit in the corner, you may have no way to retreat, but at least you don't have to look behind you every time. Besides, It would be more convenient to monitor the situation in the room. So, choose your position depending on the situation".
Although he was an agent no more, Brian still kept the suggestions of LSF instructors in mind, so the choice of a place was instinctive. Corporal just sat watching the visitors, subconsciously paying attention to everything what was happening.

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