New Scotland Yard

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Sender: Junior Constable Elizabeth Stirling
Subject: Discombobulated.

Good Evening Officers;

Well. It was busy, to say the least. I had some difficulty with the ship computer, thankfully it settled down in fairly short order (Thank God, I don't think I could've stood everything jumping around.). Once that was sorted, I headed down to Planet New London, and from there to Southampton, to rendezvous with Chief Inspector Hidamari. Thankfully she had a bit more clout with those damn fitters, turned out they weren't Out of stock after all.

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Beginning Patrol
Lights Installed. About time too.

Patrol Route:

1. Southampton Shipyard - Manchester Jump Gate, New London
   
2. New London Jumpgate - Birmingham Station, Manchester - Encounter One
   
3. Birmingham Station - Magellan Jumpgate
   
4. Manchester Jumpgate - Freeport 4, Magellan
   
5. Freeport 4, Magellan - Planet New London, New London - Encounter Two
   
6. Planet New London - Dublin
   
7. Dublin - Planet New London, New London - Encounter Three
   
8. Planet New London - Dublin
   
9. Dublin - Planet New London, New London - Encounter Four
   

Encounter One:
We chanced upon a Zoner Whale out by Birmingham. Nothing illegal, though the ship wasn't carrying any advanced repair materials. Since we didn't want anyone out there trying to fix it with a welding torch and duct tape, the Chief Inspector had him dock and procure them.

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Zoner.

I'd request he be placed on the Blacklist for addressing her as 'Sir.'

Encounter Two:
Returned to New London having found nothing save a damaged Starflier in Magellan (Call me optimistic, but somehow, I don't think that qualifies as a threat to the crown.). Chief Inspector Hidimari had broken off for tea and paperwork at this point. However; once I was in range of the Planet's comms network Cdre.John.Clay of the BAF contacted me, enquiring about a Hogosha presence. While I'd seen nothing of the sort, I relocated to Dublin for purposes of a search.

There were no signs of the Hogosha, but I did pick up a suspiciously intoxicated Molly on comms. Despite scans of all the major fields, I couldn't locate him. I daresay he retreated into the Molly field, where my Hussar couldn't follow (It really is quite heavily mined. Not the faintest idea as to how they navigate it safely. And drunk.). Rather than hang around, I set course for New London, and tea of my own.

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Molly Communications.

Encounter Three
An idea which proceeded to fly out the nearest window once I hit New London Orbit.
Firstly, I came across a Democritus [Miranda.Lawson] hauling far more than the normal allocation of weapons, something I would have questioned her on had all hell not broken loose. Scans were archived.

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Miranda.Lawson Scan One.
Miranda.Lawson Scan Two.

Suffice to say that I found that Molly. And the Hogosha. And some Outcasts. Then, just for good measure, a few Freelancers.

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Furball.

I contacted docking control and ordered the suspension of civilian operations from the New London ring until support arrived, in the form of the Chief and two BAF Officers, by which point all combatants had (typically) fled to Dublin.

There was a brief interrogation of the Outcast, Chenzo, I believe and the Freelancers which ultimately amounted to nothing, though it appears the Hogosha and Mollies broke off.

Encounter Four
On the way back to New London; we stumbled across a Hedgemon Miner/Transport showing Kusari Naval Forces affiliation. Long story short, through much use of a translator, Lieutenant Commander Evyn of the BAF convinced the thing to dock and get it's computer sorted out. Since New London control didn't blast it out of the sky, that seemed to be the logical conclusion.

Encounter Five
Tea.

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End of Patrol. Seem to have left the guncam on, do ignore that.

That will be all.

Regards;

Elizabeth Stirling

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