10: Not -this- again…

Combat readiness of stasis-preserved units origin: science officer fourth-class C'kor destin: Automated Security System oversight committee (&autosector==a31x) ref: unit reconstitution cycle.023.7.0175.7.00014.343244333 stamp: rehabilitation Apparent malfunction in stasis-observatory X-03-b13f7 overseeing rows 008-015 has led to unconstituted (?dehydrated) state in units occupying said rows. Unit reconstitution considered undesirable even if possible. Request immediate permission to jettison damaged units due to negative effect on morale. Unit sender adds personal advisement (?suggestion) to cease production or purchase of stasis-observatory model-line X-03.

Combat readiness of stasis-preserved units origin: Automated Security System oversight committee destin: science officer fourth-class C'kor ref: unit reconstitution cycle.023.7.0175.7.00014.343244334 stamp: morale Committee affirms dedication to maintenance (?upkeep) of crew morale. Permission to jettison undesirable cargo granted, providing appropriate documentation is recieved according to established guidelines. Expectation exists that all units to be jettisoned will be autopsied to determine cause of death; suggestion for purchasing process reengineering (?quality audit) duly noted and denied.

Acceptable Loss Levels origin: commanding officer first-class K'hor Nf'arl destin: automated security council oversight committee ref: acceptable loss levels (per division) cycle.023.7.0175.7.00014.343244334 stamp: permissive Casualties aboard target objective mobile base (?ship) have reached point of unfeasibility and now preclude the possibility of any reasonable offensive by conglomerate units (?groups) 3 and 4. Determined cause of casualty level is unknown rogue conditioned unit previously referenced in internal joint command unit memo ID 28.1973.81239.1.12.

Commanding officer first class Nf'arl hereby submits resignation pending improvement in attack success ratio against targeted subject.

It must seem like only yesterday to you that you were romping through the crumbling corridors of the Boomer. The familiar sounds of Pfhor grenades and Hunter bolts detonating around you must conjure up some pleasant memories of the times we had together. To be honest, I did sometimes wish I had bothered to unthaw you while I went gallivanting around the galaxy. There were things I learned that concerned you closely. And it does get boring when the only thing to do is catalogue the stars around you. I'm bringing you back to the Rozinante. Our next mission will involve a dash of hard vacuum as well as a sprinkling of uplink chips. Variety is the spice of life, you know.