The wind blew through Samina's hair, letting it fan out behind her. She smiled at the destruction below in the valley.
That would teach them to ignore her.
She turned, and reentered her Starblazer. Amazing how much damage such a small and innocent ship can do to a small colony... that mine had fallen quite excellently. What a lovely thing gravity is.
She whistled as she left orbit, heading towards Pueblo. She was fed up with the oppresion from the Liberty Officials, annoyed with the corporations with more power than a planet's government, distressed with the lies and damage Liberty was doing to it's people.
A government should be afraid of it's people, not the other way around.
The police were corrupt, easily bribable. The Navy were fools, easily confused and led around like lemmings. The LSF were too concentrated on enemies from outside... when they were themselves an enemy from within.
Oh how easy they made it for their enemies.
She loved how the government had been so foolish, so stupid to even think about starting a war, let alone actually going through with it... it was hilarious. Liberty was falling apart without a war, it wouldn't last a year with a full blown one happening.
And then, then the people would demand answers, then the government would get it's comeuppance, then the leader's of this foolish nation would realise... once and for all, that their power was so small, their grasp so narrow, their influence so weak.
I have read your incites on the Libertonian Government, and find them very true to form. It seems you do understand what we stand for and rail against. It would give me great pleasure in meeting with you. As , am I sure my other associates would be.
I will send a messenger to give you the coordinates to our location.
Untill we meet..
Jonathon "DeathAdder" Jones
Recruitment Dept. Xeno Alliance
I tried to do this in as a polite way as possible.. You see..It is your background and your people,the Kusarins. That are causing alot of problems here in Liberty.
Let me tell you this..It was a young Kusarin lad that took my job of 20 years..So they could pay him less..
So,you see, This is one of the major reasons that your assistance is not needed.
Now please..Do not make me do something that would not be in your best interests..
"Guards, please escort Mr.Yoh back to his ship and see that he leaves here alive.."
*turns around...and continues walking..however this time there isn't any whistling.*
Hmm..What an interesting name..from what you have written in your communications, it appears you have seen and suffered mightily at the hands of our lovely corrupted government. None of us are immune to the effects of this corruption and depravity.
I am personally interested to see what you can do with repairing a ship. This is a very useful talent.
So I am requesting that you hitch a ride on one of our transports at Ames Research station. i will leave instructions for them to be on the look out for you.
*Incoming transmission*
Comm ID: Rosco Weasel Madison
Well guys... you as much as anyone knows that life is rough. You see my family lived on Manhattan. We had it good, a nice place really. But things went sorta south a while back. My dad worked at Newark for Interspace, but he got fired in the recent Liberty cut-backs. His job was outsourced to New Tokyo or something Anyways that was when it all sorta started. I had to try and find a way to help out my family, so my little brother and I started looking for some places to work. Eventually we ended up on the bad side of town Junkers, Rogues, the whole lot was wandering around here. A few weeks of looking around down there we saw somethingI never should have brought Matt with me my brother I mean. In one of the stores we heard some Junker talking about a drug shipment he just got or something. Me and Matt hurried out and eventually found a LPI officer. We told him about the Cardamine stuff and he went down to the Junker. I could not believe it! He came back with a wad of credits and a bag of the stuff and he was laughing! I had no idea what just happened later I figured he musta been paid off or somethin. After that, we ran into the Junker guy, and his friends. This fellow throws me down to the ground and starts kicking and hitting me! Course I couldnt do much to fight back, I was like 16 or something back then. But as I lay on the ground and this guy was hitting me, I saw the other two grab my lil brother and haul him off I swear Ill never forget that. That was a while back he could be a slave on their blasted plantations up north by now I got arrested a lil while after that. Stealing my dads starflier to go to Rochester and look for the guys Dumb of me, never made it past the Tradelanes. Dad was not doing too good then really unstable or somethin he pressed charges. I spent 3 years in prison in Texas for that stunt. Guys I dont have much left this is the best way to find those guys and avenge my brother. So Ima looking to sign up with yah.
do you have any idea what it feels like to not be able to fly alongside those that you would fly alongside, given the chance. you probably do not, as you are able to fly with them now. seeing as you have denied me of my dream, i will temporarily deny you of yours.
* stamps on both guards feet, causing them to let go*
*draws gun*
I no longer care if it means my death.
*aims gun at Mr. Jones' hand*
I am not after anyones job Mr. Jones. you should have noticed that. I am not looking for a high position within Xeno services. just high enough that i can fight against the opressers that hide on planet manhattan. that position just happens to be first rank. either you give me that, or you will be grounded for a month or two...
i am willing to die for my cause. this is my last chance. the only reason i am not dead was because i was on a trip to kusarian space to visit my grandparents. anyway, i was born in liberty space, so i am officialy a libertonian. make your Final choice Mr. Jones. you should know i am not willing to kill you because of your rank. the Xeno need people like you because without you, they would soon be dead.
To: XA Command
From: BASuk
Re: Application to the cause
My name is BASuk I live on Liverpool Border Station and was born on Planet Manhattan. I am 20 years old and have flown since I was 5.
I have previously worked as a trader and fought my way out of many of problems with Liberty Rogues and occasionally the police.
I moved to Planet New York with the promises of high paying jobs and freedom to do what I want only to find that this is far from the truth. After 4 years of trying to survive in Liberty space I am fed up with there totalitarian approach and want to make a difference for Liberty and the Universe as a whole!
You can contact me with the call sign basuk using the XFire in ship communication system.
Connecting to Kepler System Neutral Net...
Connection granted...
Welcome back "Joe.Kriton"...
Sending transmission to Nome Base...
<Message from: Joe Kriton>
<Message for: Xeno Alliance>
Greetings, this is Joe Kriton.
Before two days (9 March 816 A.S.) I was fired from Cryer Pharmaceuticals. I worked in an office there and sometimes, when I was lucky I had the offer to fly in space as escort with a small "Starflier". It wasn't nothing special, just some weapons, probably found on a wreck. The greedy pigs running the Cryer Pharmaceuticals kept telling me lies after lies about how good it is to be Liberty citizen and how lucky I am for working for them. Thinking all that is true, I worked for them two years.
So to get back on topic. I got fired from them two days ago. When I was in the office, sweating from the hard work, I found out that there is a secret project for making "Synthetic Cardamine" and at first I was happy knowing that it will not be addictive like the real thing. But as I read the file slowly I found out how greedy they were and that all they told me was just lies. They were going to release it in Liberty even if it was more harmful then the original one, just to stop the Outcasts and get more money. One of their high ranked found out that I opened that file, so they kicked me out from my job leaving me with just the scrappy starflier in open space at Pennsylvania system. I was left with only 2 million credits ,they didn't stole them becouse I had them on a Credit Card, but the other 250 000 were drained just like my reputation.
They I decided to join the Xenos. At the begining it wasn't easy... I had to earn their trust and get proper equipment. I hit some Liberty targets and did some "Charity" in Ouray Base to earn some trust. So I was on my way to Nome Base. On the way I found an Outcast wreck, amazingly still having a "Armor upgrade Mk VIII". Happy from the new equipment I landed on Ames Reaserach Station to get an "Eagle" and put the armor upgrade on. I also got two Class 9 weapons from them. My next stop was the Xenos Base. It didn't took me long to find it. And for my luck I found XA-Cooperhead. He was really nice and invited me to be his wingman for a few missions. I finally found out what it's like to be a wingman not some cheap escort just to keep your mouth shut. Then I visited the guard system and got myself some Black Widows. I don't know how they made the weapon, but it's powerful. At the end of the day I was called to assist on an attack on Outcast having Hacker Gunship. It was great! With two wingmen we took down that big ship with no problem.
So this is all the info I can give you for now. I'm gonna take a few days off to rest a little. Hope I'll joining the Xeno Alliance soon.
Joe Kriton out.
Transmission ended...
Disconnecting from Neutral Net...
Gentlemen , all messages have now been received..however..there has been a problem with downloading them from this damn machine....please be patient..all messages will be responded to within the next 24 hrs or so..
I understand the yearning that you have to be part of our organisation.
But, you must understand my position. I cannot have recruits demanding this or that.
It disrupts the chain of command. I have been most patient with you ,though my patience has just run out..
..and with the realisation of what I had just said dawned on Mr. Yoh's face..
I raise my hand and signal the guards up in the overlooking window....
..The sound of a laser bolt echos through the hangar as Mr.Yoh crumples to the floor..
Guards..take this piece of kusari filth and pitch it out the airlock..
and with that Jonathon turns around and coninues out of the hangar bay..
.....The sound of whistling could be heard as he walked away..
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