My Enemy

The Milk Run that was.

Dragonfly cufflinks. Non-standard.

In Japan dragonflies symbolize “martial success,” due to similarity in the sound of the word “dragonfly” and “victory” in Japanese. As a seasonal symbol, the dragonfly is associated with late summer and early autumn. More generally, in Japan dragonflies are symbols of courage, strength, and happiness, and they often appear in art and literature, especially haiku. In ancient mythology, Japan was known as Akitsushima, which means “Land of the Dragonflies”.

Suit. Pseudonym. Sabotage. Standard. Target Gaeatronics.

“Gaeatronics. Powering Seattle . . . Naturally.” Gaeatronics is an A-rated multinational corporation owned by the Salish tribe, with headquarters in Olympia in the Salish-Shidhe Council. The corporation is the largest one in the SSC and is primarily known for power generation, usually by eco-friendly means.

Payment cash and non-voting Shiawase Atomics NW stock options. Non-standard. . .

shiawase: fortune; good fortune; happiness
Shiawase Corporation (シアワセ, “happiness”), headquartered in Osaka, Japan, is the third largest corporation in the world and the largest Japanese corporation. It is generally considered the first megacorporation. . .

. . . and cliched.

Operation – Milk Run. Results: Milk Run.

Update: Additional operation.

“As I said before:”

Lie. News reports confirm border crossing incident story. Operation in diplomatic enclave. Target: Tablet in Council Island Hotel.

Welcome to the Council Island Inn and Spa, a rainforest hideaway in Seattle’s Council Island Diplomatic Enclave on the sparkling shores of Large Lake. Our Duwamish-themed resort, only 10 miles from Seattle International Airport, offers casual elegance. . .

Street violence before operation. Null Threat.

First team still on play. Silenced gunfire undetected over festival celebrations. Panzer suffered central motivator damage. Took subject alive, completed objective. Avoided detection on exit.

Abnormally smooth operation.

What-ever can happen will happen if we make trials enough. -De Morgan.

Assuming no more than Aleph-naught possibilities of course.

You know what a greenshoe is right?

“The Novatech IPO will be for 4 billion shares of stock at 20 each, with a 25% reverse greenshoe. They will get 18 a share from the underwriters (this is a larger than average fee due to the mild perceived overvaluation of the stock). ZO and CC both refused to underwrite, and the CC arranged a consortium of A class money managers to underwrite as a syndicate, since there was no entity large enough to do it that both wanted to and that Novatech would accept. Total value of the company is theoretically 400B (very likely an overvaluation). With liabilities listed at only 200 billion, that makes the debt to equity ratio of look very good.

The IPO is for 80 Billion, with a 20 billion reverse greenshoe, yes that is a large greenshoe. They get to keep 72 billion of that if all goes well, and if prices go up up up it also means existing owners increase their personal wealth considerably, debt to equity looks better etc.. If things go badly though and the full greenshoe is excercised they are down to 52 billion cash. Yes they get that stock back, but if the price is low and they try to resell it it will just drive the price even lower.

So if the price closes at 15, they get a market valuation of 300B, they would need to sink all 50 bill into debt settling to keep the 1 to 2 dTe. Given shrinking revenues and a tapped credit market, where Novatech is paying rather high interest rates for the size of their company, it will be vital, as their only strong indicator, to keep dTe at near optimum levels. I am not sure how much cash they ‘need’, but if they close at 18 or better they will be very happy, below 15 might well cause them to liquidate, though such would be nearly unthinkable in a natural market.

Of course, the modern market is far from natural. . ." The Man with the Plan breaks into a smile as he says that last part.


So the brains came up with what we needed to do, and apparently it was go into the sealed by the freaking UCAS Military and insert some code into a production facility (oh and pay went from 30 large to 75, that puts the run at 100k plus for 3 days work, I think I will take a year off). Oh and the gangs all here, Full compliment of 9 folks for this one.

The underground is humid and stinky, but what can you do. We made it in pretty easy, came out in the parking garage, scouted around till we took control of an elevator that took us up to the target floor. We passed some folks, probably refugees, we avoided them (Biz is biz, but I feel like we could have done something). Weld through a sealed door on the floor we want and low and behold poison gas (well we assumed it was poison, better safe than sorry) starts leaking out. Moments later the wall starts shrieking, not like an alarm but like something from a nature sim (weird, even weirder how to they record what it’s like to be a wolf?). Legend and Rook are off in dreamland, and wolf crashes the elevator (seriously, how do you even do that?), oh and some other elevator comes up to start sniffing around where we had been.

We climb a level and drop off on the waste management floor to get some hazmat suits. We had heard about the robo tentacle panthers, but seriously, WTF. Might of been cuz we had em outnumbered three to one but they really weren’t that bad, short controlled bursts, that how you do it. After giving up the hazmat suits the Wizzes did wizzy stuff and we went in as is. Seemed to work ok. Other than getting hung up the barnacle bugs on the walls, this was pretty short and pretty simple. Up to the next floor and into another Vater. Everything’s going fine till Link starts flashing that legend is experience heart palpitations. Rook plugs into the system and the elevator comes to a stop, 6th floor. Next thing you know Legend’s Link goes flatline and Rook opens up with the shotgun on the elevator control panel and we pry open the doors and head out.

Next thing you know it’s all gunfire, I was moving ahead when it started, and didn’t really get a clear shot until Rook filled the place with smoke and we bailed. Tonic went down first, a spell of some kind; heartrates all over the Link went erratic for a moment, then Gut Punch, to smg fire. Night Hack dropped two before they got him, and Hydroid took out the enemy wizzer before she went down. Sparks (got her name this time) lit the place up with a giant blast of fire, but it didn’t do much other than get her torn open (wolf carried her, I saw the wound, it’s a wonder she survived).

Gut Punch and Sparks are likely gonna spend some time in the ICU. Tonic needs medical attention too, but he’s not critical, so he’s stuck in the waiting room. So far we haven’t seen Hydroid or Night Hack. I will keep scanning the shadows, their some money with their name on it lying around. Everybody else was pretty ok. We weren’t heroes like some others, but we were legends tonight. Maybe what we can provide will help someone else. Maybe what we did in there will help the people inside. I hope so.

**Update 17-2-60. Gut punch woke up today. The Dr says Sparks is past the worst danger, but keeps insisting that if they could use all the procedures available to them it would improve her odds. The Medmage says her aura remains strong, and that he is certain she will pull through.

No sign of Hydroid. The video feed is gruesome; it broke my heart when we were watching it again. She took about 30 rounds in the upper body, and redlined on Link. I know she was more machine than girl, but I don’t think she made it. She is one of the nicest people I have ever met (don’t hear that about a lot of milspec death-borgs). How did she get mixed up with us?

No sign of Night Hack either, the footage is less conclusive, it looks like he is going down as the smoke fills the area, link loses him, but that could be a connection problem (we lost link moments after that anyway, interference). He was the most deadly man I ever met with his bare hands, I never saw him touch an enemy more than twice.

This isn't what I signed up for (is it?)

What a day. Team Alpha extracted the Patient 19 (apparently the embryo, not the pregnant chicka), in the morning. The op went smooth, one nurse vulcan pinched, not even a car chase getting out of there. Total milk run. The lowborn (I should have paid more attention and gotten their names) along with Night Hack are responsible for keeping her safe and from being wizwatched.

We were still on recovery from the hijacking down in Covington last night, still not totally sure what was in the truck, when we got the go order. You wanna play in the big leagues you don’t get breaks I guess (Though Rook seemed to have this timeline well laid out, we could ahve maybe gotten a bit more warning). Legend, Gut Punch, Hydroid and myself (Team Beta as we are so affectionately called) were joined by Team Alpha Luminaries Rook and Tonic (I swore I thought his name was I-D), for the new years festivities.

The plan: ambush the medical team sent to recover the target, and neutralize her PCP. Walking through two corporate tac teams to do it. Started going pretty well, truck full of guys crashes into the wall after hitting the zap-strip, window goes down to an explosive shotgun round and NSIX is pumped inside. The guys outside the van started shooting back, supported by a drone. I couldn’t get a shot on the drone, but did take out the driver of the van before he could get it rolling again. Hydroid took some fire, then Legend turned the drone and it started cutting down the corpsecers. The two guys in front of the building shot themselves alla Tonic (creepy, even creepier that he posted it on the net). Guess he was too focused though as something came of the netherworld and from what I saw on Link (I was already on bugout order) some glowy buffalo dog gasses him and then comes trotting into the street, Tonic in his mouth. Hydroid recovers the puking wizboy and we are ghosts in the night.

Rumor has it as soon as Rook and Legend figure out what is in the head (did I forget to mention the head in the bowling bag, the Dr was neutralized the hard way) we move again, heres hoping they take a while to crack that thing.

The Last Great Hurrah

February 1st 2060. It is a sweltering 33 degrees an hour after sunset, and the sidewalks run black as the rain mixes with Ranier’s ash cloud to produce a precipitation that would be reminiscnent of sleet, if you had ever heard of sleet, of course.

The City is the final stages of preparing for tomorrow’s Lunar New Year festivities. Tonight you have the final planning meeting for tomorrows work. Your not sure if the dates are coincidental or not. This is the big time. The Man with the Plan, aka Johhny Qvist, aka ones of the pillars of the nanosecond buyout, if rumors are to be believed, has brought you on board for an operation. Must be major, if rumor is to believed this guy never acts small.

There are more people in the room than seems reasonable, I mean your not invading the Carib league or anything, right? No, no looks like your part in the first stage is an extraction, and half the folks here are running a concurrent op. Better start paying attention, they are talking about your insertion strategy.


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