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Googlie posted this in the embassy.
I'm not too happy about it.
Although I believe we have grounds for Vendetta, I intend to not post anything until I calm down and consider our response.
Right now I think our response will include returning the favor to Sparta.
Let's be calm, cold, and calculating.
We need to consider and discuss our response before we respond.
I'm thinking that we should get the turn before we do or say anything. Then we should figure out what to do next.
Mead
Captain Primus Pilus stroked his beard thougthfully as he pondered the transcript of the secure commlink message from Lt. Col Maniac.
"Poor bastards," he muttered under his breath. "I wonder if Mr. Moneypenny was among them"
"Sir?" asked his Exec, Lieutenant Adams.
"Morgan Eudaimonics" came the gruff reply. "Lost their Defense Attorneys when Googlie's covert operations team went to work. Moneypenny had talked so proudly of them. A compromise, he said. Fitted with flak jackets, and doubling as police as well as psi-controllers, to save the disgruntlement that Morganites get when they see military in their bases - or even worse, away from them. But armed only with truncheons and their own wits.
"Moneypenny said that a new class, with synthmetal body armour, had been developed, but they weren't yet in service at Eudaimonics."
"Would they have survived the attempted infiltration if they'd had that body armour then?" asked his Exec.
"No," Pilus replied. "Googlie never does anything by half measure. That'd have been an Elite team he'd sent, all fired up with this new notion of the Fundamental right of the Spartan Federation to act as the only Global superpower. They wouldn't have stood a chance."
The exec grunted in sympathy. He'd come to quite like Mr. Moneypenny, arguing as they had done in the short Chiron evenings, over the relative merits of Wealth versus Power. He knew that Moneypenny had been an integral part of the Morgan covert operations structure himself, and, like his Captain, just hoped that he'd somehow survived the infiltration casualties.
"I just hope that this doesn't degenrate into a vendetta with them," said the Exec.
"I hope not, too," the Captain replied. "But I think that both our factions have too much to offer each other for it to degenerate to that. To get even, either Morgan will send their 'Gators our way - and the Lt. Col is surely prepared for that - or, as Moneypenny said, they'll soon be Planetary Governor anyway, so will have infiltration on everyone without needing to expend probe units trying."
"But lets get the maps out and see where we fit into this new Modo Doctrine the Lt Colonel talks about"
They turned on their heels, and went below, to the Hunter's command room.
Commanding Officer, Spartan Engineering Corps; Commanding Officer, Spartan Special Forces
I'm not too happy about it.
Although I believe we have grounds for Vendetta, I intend to not post anything until I calm down and consider our response.
Right now I think our response will include returning the favor to Sparta.
Let's be calm, cold, and calculating.
We need to consider and discuss our response before we respond.
I'm thinking that we should get the turn before we do or say anything. Then we should figure out what to do next.
Mead
Captain Primus Pilus stroked his beard thougthfully as he pondered the transcript of the secure commlink message from Lt. Col Maniac.
"Poor bastards," he muttered under his breath. "I wonder if Mr. Moneypenny was among them"
"Sir?" asked his Exec, Lieutenant Adams.
"Morgan Eudaimonics" came the gruff reply. "Lost their Defense Attorneys when Googlie's covert operations team went to work. Moneypenny had talked so proudly of them. A compromise, he said. Fitted with flak jackets, and doubling as police as well as psi-controllers, to save the disgruntlement that Morganites get when they see military in their bases - or even worse, away from them. But armed only with truncheons and their own wits.
"Moneypenny said that a new class, with synthmetal body armour, had been developed, but they weren't yet in service at Eudaimonics."
"Would they have survived the attempted infiltration if they'd had that body armour then?" asked his Exec.
"No," Pilus replied. "Googlie never does anything by half measure. That'd have been an Elite team he'd sent, all fired up with this new notion of the Fundamental right of the Spartan Federation to act as the only Global superpower. They wouldn't have stood a chance."
The exec grunted in sympathy. He'd come to quite like Mr. Moneypenny, arguing as they had done in the short Chiron evenings, over the relative merits of Wealth versus Power. He knew that Moneypenny had been an integral part of the Morgan covert operations structure himself, and, like his Captain, just hoped that he'd somehow survived the infiltration casualties.
"I just hope that this doesn't degenrate into a vendetta with them," said the Exec.
"I hope not, too," the Captain replied. "But I think that both our factions have too much to offer each other for it to degenerate to that. To get even, either Morgan will send their 'Gators our way - and the Lt. Col is surely prepared for that - or, as Moneypenny said, they'll soon be Planetary Governor anyway, so will have infiltration on everyone without needing to expend probe units trying."
"But lets get the maps out and see where we fit into this new Modo Doctrine the Lt Colonel talks about"
They turned on their heels, and went below, to the Hunter's command room.
Commanding Officer, Spartan Engineering Corps; Commanding Officer, Spartan Special Forces
(Though in case of the Hive that´s pretty good, me thinks)
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