Opportunities

[DoF Archive]

Date: 10/17/1998 2:10 PM Central Daylight Time
From: SpifyMcBng

"Talk to me, Giles. How go our plans?"

"Sir, all things considered, the timing of recent events could not be more beneficial to our cause. What do you care to discuss first?"

A pause. A word. "Goon."

"Ah, our dear friend.." A dark chuckle comes from across the desk. "An X-factor has come into play. Her name is Jen Star. According to our reports, he is one of her closest compatriots; her military-taught loyalty will not allow her to abandon a friend in need. As luck would have it, a few days past, she laid waste to our subject with a good deal of efficiency in a friendly duel."

"Laid waste to him? That should not be possible."

"Sir, mostly true. It should be noted, however, that Star holds a great deal of strength. Few can match it. Were anyone to be able to, in the vulgar, knock Goon silly, she would be a prime candidate."

A displeased grunt. "Continue."

"As I stated, her loyalty demands she aid him. Unsure as to what ailed him, for as you stated, what she did was highly unbelievable, she requested emergency medical transport to her ship."

"The point, Giles. This does not seem useful."

"The point, sir." His words are sharp, biting. "Star has befriended Goon, but to the rest of her crew, he is an unknown quantity. Considering his size, he is a rather fearsome, unknown quantity. As such, it was not difficult for us to purchase the assistance of a crew member. Within the hour, he shall transport the subject to our labs, at which time study will commence as to the effect of long-term exposure to Icedancer.

"Icedancer shall be retrieved, correct?"

"Yes, sir."

"Very well. Pathfinder?"

A short nod. "Yes. Walker Boh has foolishly treated his prize as some everyday toy. His loss is our gain; agents are currently retrieving the gem. It shall be ours as well within the next day or two."

"You work well, Giles. I have an important meeting within the next half-hour; you are dismissed."