Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Pointing the hounds

Delve is... well, easier than I had thought.

Of course, I have absolutely no fucking right to say that myself, seeing as how I am actually deploying tomorrow.

Accessing system file:
Memo: Experience in Delve
To: All slave section leaders
Please ask all those in your sections if they have any experience with the Delve region.
Experience with combat operations preferred. Forward results to my NeoCom.
Esna

Well, aren't I lucky. No less than six slaves respond - two turret gunners formerly employed by Band of Brothers, a clone technician who quit after Goonswarm forcibly relocated him to Delve, and... and three Sani Sabik who ventured into Imperial space and were caught by the MIO. I'm extremely hesitent about sending these poor men and women in, especially with the last lot - one of them shows signs of being turned back to God, but the other two... they're just smart enough not to make their views widely know, at least among the more religious staff. Giving all their vitoc doses the other three seemed to be the safest bet - they try anything, they die a painful death. Point of Vitoc, I guess.

But I have no option. I need information, lest I go blindly charging into a fool's mission. So off they went. They should be arriving in the legendary NOL-M9 in about three hours, after which they will break off and purchase a shuttle ride into Sani Sabik territory.

Where they will begin reporting back to me.






When I do go, I will have at least two compatriots - Hitome Kei, and surprisingly, Aldrith Shutaq.

Aldrith... I pity him. The befate that befell him is something no one deserves - to be tricked into betraying his friends by the Betrayer incarnate. She will burn for the pain she has caused.

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