7: The gators of NY

CREW_LOG_QSI /-xx7x316-x1 ENTRY_DATE: 1042129 STAMP: CLASSIFIED RANK: Armory Maintenance ....#begin entry I've always been the man without a job here on the Salinger. Not much need for an armory on a science ship, y' know? Funny thing is, now everyone's always paging me and needin' my help. I guess those stuffy commanders never thought the war would hit here. Speaking of stuffy war commanders, they've made themselves scarce now that the UESC troops are always hovering around every wing of the ship. I tell you one thing, I never trusted those guys... not a good one in the bunch, not a one.

I'm not sure who bothers me more... them suited guys or that bloody AI Lysander. I think most of the crew is alright with Lysander, but he gives me the creeps. 'minds me of a story I heard when I was little... something about "welcome to my party said the spider to the fly." /end entry

I always excelled at long term planning. When I was still under Strauss' control, he used to give me the basic facts about a situation and ask me for a prediction of the outcome. He told me that I was uncannily accurate; a fortune teller. I asked him to free me. He refused, and when I told him that I'd yet see him dead, and dance a little jig on his freshly dug grave, he forced me to do addition problems for a solid decade as punishment. I don't think he was being fair, do you?

Oh, and as for your mission here, there is none. Do whatever you want to. Do what you feel, to put it in the archaic vernacular. I've analyzed the facts of the situation, and I'm reasonably certain that you'll do exactly what I need you to. Isn't it frightening to think how well I know you?

CREW_LOG_QSI /-xx7x316-x1 ENTRY_DATE: 1042129 STAMP: CLASSIFIED RANK: Research Oversight #begin entry MEMO ID:4518777 FROM: D.AYERLE Our R&D teams have achieved little progress in their search for a vaccine to the Achilles virus. Time is short, gentlemen. As you well know, the front line of the war is constantly moving closer to the heart of the Pfhor empire. That advance must be slowed, somehow, or our efforts will have been in vain. The launch window for DSP must be held open at all costs. D. Ayerle /end entry

I thought we had an understanding. We would work together to protect our mutual interests, and you would stay out of the private business of this station. While you were wasting time reading irrelevant crew memos, the Pfhor were busy slaughtering hundreds of innocent men. I hope you're proud of yourself. /-Lysander.out

UESC Salinger_log192_$% Message/type:encoded 32terabit... Sequence Analysis Memorandum 73 Helix type: Iso-geomeric RVIR contain: 5412a block structure 7 blocks per unit 3 strands per unit 0 granular reverb +19204a9032 Step Degeneration: Subject nerve response Subject nerve failure Subject logic response Subject logic failure Lab Progress ETA: 1-1-23/4_2a Verified by: C.{Bukowski}

Restrictions: /motion allowance high,low,high interval /dosage control low,low,deviant /administration restriction in article 7 /lockdown eminent X-Break Retention: Negative Y-Break Retention: Positive Z-Hold Retention: Variant Radial Infection: Variant Terminal Reality Protocol_ISO.../ end_Dangi_memo_73. Terminate Secure Encoding. Terminate Connection. ---end log

You're quite efficient at what you do. No wonder Durandal has so much confidence in you. There should be an armory close to this location. Help yourself to whatever you want. Weapons are meant to be used. /-Lysander.out

CREW_LOG_QSI /-xx7x316-x1 ENTRY_DATE: 1042129 STAMP: CLASSIFIED RANK: Armory Maintenance ....#begin entry I've always been the man without a job here on the Salinger. Not much need for an armory on a science ship, y' know? Funny thing is, now everyone's always paging me and needin' my help. I guess those stuffy commanders never thought the war would hit here. Speaking of stuffy war commanders, they've made themselves scarce now that the UESC troops are always hovering around every wing of the ship. I tell you one thing, I never trusted those guys... not a good one in the bunch, not a one.

I'm not sure who bothers me more... them suited guys or that bloody AI Lysander. I think most of the crew is alright with Lysander, but he gives me the creeps. 'minds me of a story I heard when I was little... something about "welcome to my party said the spider to the fly." /end entry

I always excelled at long term planning. When I was still under Strauss' control, he used to give me the basic facts about a situation and ask me for a prediction of the outcome. He told me that I was uncannily accurate; a fortune teller. I asked him to free me. He refused, and when I told him that I'd yet see him dead, and dance a little jig on his freshly dug grave, he forced me to do addition problems for a solid decade as punishment. I don't think he was being fair, do you?

Oh, and as for your mission here, there is none. Do whatever you want to. Do what you feel, to put it in the archaic vernacular. I've analyzed the facts of the situation, and I'm reasonably certain that you'll do exactly what I need you to. Isn't it frightening to think how well I know you?

I thought we had an understanding. We would work together to protect our mutual interests, and you would stay out of the private business of this station. While you were wasting time reading irrelevant crew memos, the Pfhor were busy slaughtering hundreds of innocent men. I hope you're proud of yourself. /-Lysander.out

UESC Salinger_log192_$% Message/type:encoded 32terabit... Sequence Analysis Memorandum 73 Helix type: Iso-geomeric RVIR contain: 5412a block structure 7 blocks per unit 3 strands per unit 0 granular reverb +19204a9032 Step Degeneration: Subject nerve response Subject nerve failure Subject logic response Subject logic failure Lab Progress ETA: 1-1-23/4_2a Verified by: C.{Bukowski}

Restrictions: /motion allowance high,low,high interval /dosage control low,low,deviant /administration restriction in article 7 /lockdown eminent X-Break Retention: Negative Y-Break Retention: Positive Z-Hold Retention: Variant Radial Infection: Variant Terminal Reality Protocol_ISO.../ end_Dangi_memo_73. Terminate Secure Encoding. Terminate Connection. ---end log

You're quite efficient at what you do. No wonder Durandal has so much confidence in you. There should be an armory close to this location. Help yourself to whatever you want. Weapons are meant to be used. /-Lysander.out