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Message no. 1
From: MATUSKEY@***.EDU
Subject: Yes!
Date: Fri, 2 Apr 93 05:15:41 CET
>>>>[I can feel myself coming together. Soon, the Matrix...the World will
bow to me! I will control everything! You cannot stop me!]<<<<
MONI $#$%@$@
(Link severed)

>>>>[Well, that's enough of THAT. Sorry you all had to witness that: I had
hoped that Highlander's demented sense of humor would only be inflicted on a
small number of people. I knew he had been planning some kind of April Fool's
joke, but it took me until now to catch on. I'm over at his place. Datacord
severing: use #107 for a magesword. Highlander's sort of out of it at the
moment: when he recovers from the dump shock, I'll make him come on and
apologize.]<<<<
-Raven the Mage (18:33:32/4-1-54)

>>>>[Oh, my h$ad. Ra*en, you didn#t have to cu$ the cord: m( splicing jo!
makes f%r poor tran#mitting.]<<<<
-Highlander (18:40:32/4-1-54)

>>>>[Yes, I did. You can get a new cord. And I haven't heard an apology
yet.]<<<<
-Raven the Mage (18:41:41/4-1-54)

>>>>[It w&s just a wee j#ke. I th$ught it was th# cust+m on this day t#
jo@*
with yo(r good fr%ends. Was th*re a p#oblem? Hey! Pu# th@** fire
element@** away, las*ie! You'*l burn the fu#niture! Ok, I'* sor@*! I
did*'t mean any ha%m! I# was all in good f&n-No! Not th* scarf!]<<<<
-Highlander (18:43:51/4-1-54)

>>>>[That didn't sound sincere enough. I really don't think you've learned
your lesson. Isn't that your collection of 20th century sci-fi movies over
there?]<<<<
-Raven the Mage (18:44:43/4-1-54)

>>>>[I'M SOR*Y! REALL* RE*LLY SORRY! I'll mak# it up to y*u, to every*ne.
Please! NOT TH* ST*R TR@*!!!!!]<<<<
-Highlander (18:46:32/4-1-54)
Message no. 2
From: ANGLISS@****.PSU.EDU
Subject: YES!!!!!
Date: Tue, 14 Dec 1993 14:18:03 -0400
>>>>>[Whoa, that was not nice! Thanks for the program though, Harlequin.
It
always helps having a copy that makes your life easier to immunize your deck
against viruses. What's this, another message just for me? Wow... I feel
sooooooooo special. I think I'll down-load it...direct to the Radio-Shack
deck and see what it does there. Hmmm(sounds of sparks and if you could smell
it, burning chips and ozone).... Pretty fireworks! Thanks. You know, if
you're spending all this time doing this, maybe you actually _DO_ have
something to hide, just like I thought. You and Wizard... Let's see here...
Logically, Wizard is a dead Ares researcher, Cybernetics, and he's done all
kinds of stuff with it....Mostly stuff that's still totally classified by
Ares... Well, iI'm off to see the War God, the Wonderful War God of Ares...
Because because because because because....Because of the wonderful toys he's
got Tra-la-la-la-la-la-la- La-la...]<<<<<
-- Dante{time to get another backup deck}(14:11:47/12-14-54)

>>>>>[And M&M? Why bother with a little ole thug like me? I'm not
worth the
ammo you'd use to kill me, or the time it'd take you to find me. And Spirit,
anyday you feel like taking on my deck, just come and find me. I'm sure you'll
win over such a wimpy thug like me. Besides, I'm already generating a lovely
persona in my filter just for you... A big bellied, horned devil. I think
it'll do you beauty justice for me to see the soul instead of the body. Beauty
is only Skin deep, Spirit. That's probably why CRUSH loves you so much...he
isn't smart enough to see the soul(or maybe he is...gives me an idea what his
soul looks like..**cackle**). Beside's, he who dies of old age laughs last.
As Solitaire can tell you, I'm not only been harder to find but even tougher to
kill. The last time she tried to do me in physically she put two sniper rounds
into my head. Good thing I always wear my handy armored hat...]<<<<<
-- Dante(14:19:14/12-14-54)
Message no. 3
From: Nightfox <DJWA@******.UCC.NAU.EDU>
Subject: Re: YES!!!!!
Date: Tue, 14 Dec 1993 15:44:35 -0700
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Message no. 4
From: Mike Goldberg <michael.goldberg@*******.COM>
Subject: YES!
Date: Fri, 7 Nov 1997 17:16:27 MST
>>>>>[ Revelations in the souls of the damned, revelations in heaven
abound, but revelations in the souls of those who croak? Never.

"Eureka! Andre, Andre, I've got the fragging files! I got the
drekking answer to the keys of the world!" Geiger! Get down here
ASAP. ]<<<<<
-- Jester <00:09:27/11-08-58>

>>>>>[ ABOUT FRAGGING TIME! ]<<<<<
-- Geiger <00:11:08/11-08-58>
Message no. 5
From: Mike Goldberg <michael.goldberg@*******.COM>
Subject: Re: YES!
Date: Fri, 7 Nov 1997 22:02:47 MST
***** Private: Lilith, Lynch
>>>>>[ I guess it has been an interesting night. Croaker and Jester
cracked the case. It was Jester who noticed that LSS was called to
investigate the shooting of a girlfriend of the people who had a car
accident.

We suspect our "Donald McGavin", as the DNA identification claimed to
be, was one Angelo Morales. Angelo was admitted to the Seattle
General Hospital on the night of the train incident after an
automobile accident. LSS has record of the accident in question, and
it was one of the "run a red-light" variety. Mr. Morales, arrived
via ambulance with head injuries which caused, conveniently enough,
concussion and slight amnesia. He returned to his boring ordinary
life three days later. He has no family in the area apart from a
girlfriend. Thus we put her on the list of things of people to keep
an eye on, just in case something weird happened.

Well, tonight she was found by her next door neighbor when they were
supposed to go out dancing. She was gunned down. I was able to fake
the media and see that she had to have been shot close by. Croaker
used Drone footage taken from the scene to identify the murder weapon
as from a Viper Slivergun at point-blank range. Can you say
"<click>"?

Mr. Morales was previously employed as the Director of Overseas
Security at Hawker Mining Incorporated. According to company records
(we didn't ask, we just got them), he left work at 1753. No record
of him anywhere afterwards. Puppet did a drone sweep of Angelo's
home and, surprise, he wasn't home. Sprinkler was able to quickly
determine that he hadn't been there since before he left for "work"
in the morning.

My recommendation is that you get us legally into Mr. Morales' home
as soon as possible. We suspect we will find one of two things. 1)
The person who was impersonating him left even the slightest trace of
his own DNA and/or fingerprints midst the background of Mr. Morales'
proper DNA samples. Or 2) The place was swept clean. Either way, it
will confirm our suspicions about Mr. Morales.

Secondly, we need to officially notify the mining corporation that
they have been had, and how.

Third, you need to decide if this ends our involvement in the matter
(either before you have the house swept or after we do it). We have
so far racked up a total of >>man-hours<< for this case. Obviously,
if we sweep the house for SIGA, that will add about a full team's day
of man-hours onto the total, and possibly a couple of additional
hours from Jester. ]<<<<<
-- Geiger <04:07:58/11-08-58>
Message no. 6
From: "Paul J. Adam" <shadowtk@********.DEMON.CO.UK>
Subject: Re: YES!
Date: Sat, 8 Nov 1997 11:27:47 +0000
*****PRIVATE: Geiger, Croaker, Jester
>>>>>[Excellent work. Back in the bad old days, Bartlett used to think
these splatterjobs were untraceable. It almost makes me wish he was
still alive, just so I can show him somewhere else he was wrong.

I guess you may or may not have heard the bad news. Our ringer was at
Hawker to keep them from reinforcing three niobium mines in the Yemen,
despite a major military force (old gear, but lots of it) operating in
the area. All three mines are under attack or will be soon: one's
captured, another's out of contact and the third is standing by to get
hit hard any minute.

Someone wants to support a looney-tunes zealot in the Middle East, to
the tune of helping him seize mines that earn Hawker fifty to a hundred
million a year raw profit (depends on the price of niobium ore). Someone
was willing to spend about thirty million yen on weapons for these
fanatics, hacked the National Reconnaisance Office matrix to hide the
signs of their work (and that is _very_ secret), and to kill over thirty
people in Seattle to make sure that they got what they wanted.

What I don't get is how the bad guys - I think I can guess who, this has
the Doctor and the Farmer written all over it - think Akbar's going to
hold and work those mines. Hawker's already appealing to Z-O for help,
buzz is that their CEO is going up the well to beg in person. If they
wade in, they can hire enough muscle to splatter Akbar's army, and I
just don't see them letting this pass. Otherwise, any petty warlord with
a few tanks and mortars will be helping himself to corporate assets
whenever the coffers are low...


Anyway, Sasha's short on options. He's got one company on long-term
assignment in Walvis Bay, but the rest is mostly here: rainy season in
SE Asia, Africa's quiet, so this time is used for training and
maintenance. How do you get two hundred vehicles, eight hundred men, and
three thousand tons of supplies from here to there fast enough to do any
good? Throw in too little and it'll get chewed up piecemeal. Looks like
he may lose the whole company.

And Jason's out there.

Shit.

He'll be okay, unless he gets too heroic trying to salvage the
situation. It's his favourite terrain for fighting, he knows what he's
doing. But I haven't been able to raise him, the uplinks at One must be
down and his headware won't reach Two or Three for a relay via Aden-42,
and I worry.

Which is neither here nor there. I'll take you to the apartment: you're
forensics experts, I'm official, and I've even got a warrant to make it
all legal. I doubt we'll find much, though.

As for where we go from here... I need to think about that.

+++++include credit transfer: >>agreed sum plus ten per cent bonus<<


I'll pick you up from the safehouse in about thirty minutes.]<<<<<
-- Lilith <11:27:42/11-08-58>
Message no. 7
From: Mike Goldberg <michael.goldberg@*******.COM>
Subject: Re[2]: YES!
Date: Sat, 8 Nov 1997 20:26:02 MST
***** Private: Lilith
>>>>>[ This first comment is neither here nor there, but I mentioned
to the group most of what was happening and Sprinkler had an
interesting tidbit: "If you are looking to reinforce Sascha's
troops, there are two individuals who have extensive mercenary
contacts and can usually find troops in a hurry if the money is there
from the start. They are Shadowfox and Nightmare." Sprinkler
recommends Shadowfox over Nightmare because Nightmare definitely has
a hidden agenda which can makes things hard at times. However,
Nightmare is located in Europe, which is a step up from Shadowfox.

In an more immediate sense, the crew has assaulted the apartment.
The criminal in question didn't do a full clean on the house, just a
quick one. So we are scouring the pad as well speak. Meanwhile we
(Croaker, Doc, Jester, Sprinkler, and myself) have set up lab and are
analyzing data as it comes in from the rest of the team. Doc is
estimating that by late Monday, maybe Tuesday we should have results
one way or another.

Anyway, I got to get back to work. ]<<<<<
-- Geiger <02:30:45/11-09-58>

***** Private: Lilith
>>>>>[ My specially made frames are ready for the real thing. I
suggest we meet and talk strategy before I set off every alarm of the
people we are trying to catch.

Based on the sensitivity of what we are trying, I think business
hours are a better time to do my plan, because the system will be
more loaded and suspicious activity from anyone will raise more
questions, which I think will be good. I'll give you the full
details whenever you swing by. ]<<<<<
-- Scourge <02:32:24/11-09-58>

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