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Dixie Arms: The Inception

Allanea
06-09-2005, 17:39
CSACIA Offices
Operation Code: Dixie Arms

Most excellent, Fred. Best news in a month. It seems we have finally found a suitable corporation to do what we need to do for us. Where exactly are those folks based, Freddie my boy?

Freddie tilts his head back on the large leathered chair.

They are Territorials, Sir. Offices on Terra, main factories deep out of Sol. Which is why they would be perfect for us, Sir.

The other man leans forward, his face an inscrutable panel of steel – such as you would expect from an old-fashioned full-body conversion. His voice - a synthesized imitation of that of the Chief Advisor to the Emperor – suddenly has a ring of contempt in it.

I see you’re good at reading my own instructions and quoting them. My next mission for you will require some more thought.

Freddie gulps.

What do you mean, Sir?

Heh. Nice to see thought terrifies you so much. I think you should travel to the Territory. I will leave to you the details.

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From:Fred Longue, Allanean Manufacturing, Inc.
To:Relevant Territorial Corporation
Subject:Manufacturing project, classified

Dear Sir!
I am a subcontractor for a powerful, influential client. I am told you are able to help with a large-scale confidential project. Is it possible to arrange a meeting? Attached please find a check for 500,000 ALD as proof of the truthfulness of this letter.
Intelligent Neighbors
06-09-2005, 18:08
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