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Message no. 1
From: "Brian E. Angliss" <ANGLISS@******.BITNET>
Subject: Contacts
Date: Wed, 2 Nov 1994 15:25:13 -0500
*****PRIVATE: Commander Drake
>>>>>[I have been asked by my employer to have you arrange a meeting place,
in Switzerland, in the following location>>>Location<<<. Just my
knowledge of
the place should tell you that I have sources that you do not, and I don't
wish to tell you more. However, in order that you understand that I will get
this location with or without your aid, here's your private dossier, on you
no less, of which there are only 3 copies in the world.

+++++Include Drake Dossier

We need your rather impartial security arrangements for the location, since I
doubt that anyone else will be acceptable to all the principles invovled.
I need it ready for this time tomorrow.]<<<<<
-- Velli <15:01:21/11-02-55>

*****PRIVATE: The Whistler
>>>>>[Good sir, I know of your contacts and previous arrangements.
However, I
will not mention them, as we both know what I am refering to. All I ask is
for you to forward the enclosed document to your superior, who will in turn
forward it up the ladder to it's final destination.

+++++Include Fuchi Documentation: Black Encrypt, Unsealable by Richard
+++++Villiers only.

Thank you for your time and effort.]<<<<<
-- Velli <15:05:09/11-02-55>

*****PRIVATE: Raven the Mage
>>>>>[Hello. I have a request of you regarding your Ares contacts. Please
take the inclosed file and forward it to your contacts and ask them to forward
it to thier superiors. It is very important.

+++++Include Ares Documentation: Black Encrypt, Unsealable by Damien Knight
+++++Only.

Thank you very much.]<<<<<
-- Velli <15:07:42/11-02-55>

*****PRIVATE: Irish
>>>>>[Good sir, please take the following file and forward it to your
contacts
in Mitsuhama. I believe that they will find it intriguing enough to warrant
your time.

+++++Include Mitsuhama Documentation: Black Encrypt, Unsealable by Toshiro
+++++Mitsuhama only.

Thank you for the time you will expend aiding me.]<<<<<
-- Velli <15:10:19/11-02-55>

*****PRIVATE: Macros the Black
>>>>>[I know you have contacts in Aztechnology, and as such I would like
you
to forward the enclosed documentation to them and tell them to forward it up
the corporate ladder.

+++++Include Aztechnology Documentation: Black Encrypt, Unsealable by Juan
+++++Atzcapotzalco only.

Thank you very much.]<<<<<
-- Velli <15:12:46/11-02-55>

*****PRIVATE: Fenris
>>>>>[Greetings, good sir. I have a request of you. I would like you to
please
forward this file to your contacts at Saeder-Krupp, as it is rather important
and I am sure they would be appreciative.

+++++Include Saeder-Krupp Documentation: Black Encrypt, Unsealable by Lofwyr
+++++Only.

Thank you for your effort.]<<<<<
-- Velli <15:15:32/11-02-55>

*****PRIAVTE: Mike and the Mechanic
>>>>>[Greetings, both of you. I would like you to forward the following
file
to your connections in Yamatetsu and ask them to forward it up the heirarchy.

+++++Include Yamatetsu Documentation: Black Encrypt, Unsealable by Saru
+++++Iwano only.

Thank you for your effort. Perhaps we will be able to work together in the
future.]<<<<<
-- Velli <15:19:39/11-02-55>

*****PRIVATE: Action Jackson
>>>>>[Hey, boss. Send this on it's way, ok?

+++++Include Shiawase Documentation: Black Encrypt, Unsealable by Tadashi
+++++Shiawase only.

Thanks.]<<<<<
-- Velli <15:21:45/11-02-55>

*****PRIVATE: Valentine
>>>>>[I know you have contacts with Renraku to keep them off of Little
Dragon,
so if you would please send this off to them, I would appreciate it.

+++++Include Renraku Documentation: Black Encrypt, Unsealable by Inazo Aneki
+++++Only.

Thank you.]<<<<<
-- Velli <15:23:59/11-02-55>
Message no. 2
From: Erik S Jameson <esj@***.UUG.ARIZONA.EDU>
Subject: Re: Contacts
Date: Wed, 2 Nov 1994 17:54:41 -0700
*****PRIVATE: Velli
>>>>>[How the frag did you know about Fuchi? That was a ll a past life,
one that was supposed to be dead and buried...I have delivered the data
howver. I think we may need to talk...}
--the Whistler<17:56:55/11-2-55>
Message no. 3
From: "Jason Carter, Nightstalker" <CARTER@***.EDU>
Subject: Re: Contacts
Date: Wed, 2 Nov 1994 22:36:28 -0800
***** Private to: Velli
>>>>>[ Your files have been forwarded to Ares and I have been ensured that
Damion Knight will get them. Now how did you know I knew people at Ares?
And why did you choose me? ]<<<<<
-- Raven the Mage <22:36:58/11-02-55>
Message no. 4
From: The Dead Wyrm <oroboros@*****.ARBORNET.ORG>
Subject: Re: Contacts
Date: Thu, 3 Nov 1994 11:51:09 -0500
*****PRIVATE: Velli
>>>>>[ I have turned over your documentation to my superior officer,
2nd Lt. Tchadri Dthennin, along with your request to have it turned
over to Mr. Atzcapotzalco. I have no doubt that the encryption will
be successfully opened by the appropriate person or persons.]<<<<<
-- Macros the Black (9:47:17/11-3-55)
Message no. 5
From: Brion Wauters <BDW2@******.UCC.NAU.EDU>
Subject: Re: Contacts
Date: Thu, 3 Nov 1994 13:11:44 -0700
***** Private: Velli
>>>>>[And just how did you know I had contacts at MTC?
Those kind of files are usualy sealed in a "no-link" state.
However, since you _do_ appear to have access to such files,
I may be contacting you on a personal matter, at some time.]<<<<<
-- Irish <13:10:20/03-11-55>
Message no. 6
From: Sascha Pabst <Sascha.Pabst@**********.UNI-OLDENBURG.DE>
Subject: Contacts...
Date: Wed, 15 Apr 1998 20:50:23 +0100
>>>>>[ Am lookin' for a good decker - fast. ]<<<<<
-- Ein_Schuss <18:46:04/04-15-59>
Message no. 7
From: Sascha Pabst <Sascha.Pabst@**********.UNI-OLDENBURG.DE>
Subject: Re: Contacts...
Date: Wed, 15 Apr 1998 21:49:17 +0100
***** PRIVATE: Ein_Schuss
>>>>>[ Hey, I'm here. Have no name like Fastjack, but I am good. What do
you need? ]<<<<<
-- DavidW <19:23:42/04-15-59>

***** PRIVATE: DavidW
>>>>>[ Never heard ya name. Anyway... get me a list of all "Cyan
Fitzpatrick"s who have moved or have otherwise appeared new in the records
in... well, the last three weeks. Do it fast. Payment will be >medium to
low nuyen< ]<<<<<
-- Ein_Schuss <19:35:54/04-15-59>

***** PRIVATE: Ein_Schuss
>>>>>[ Hey, I said I was good. Here is Seattle's list:

+++++Include Names.dat

Here UCAS' list:

+++++Include Names2.dat

You'll have to wait for CalFree and CAS, but I am on it. ]<<<<<
-- DavidW <21:21:42/04-15-59>

***** PRIVATE: DavidW
>>>>>[ Wow! Ya earned yaself a bonus! Can ya bring the rest of the data
tonight at 02:00h to >location<? You'll be payed there. ]<<<<<
-- Ein_Schuss <21:32:53/04-15-59>

***** PRIVATE: Ein_Schuss
>>>>>[ No prob, see you there. ]<<<<<
-- DavidW <21:41:02/04-15-59>
Message no. 8
From: Wildthing <twowolfe@*******.NET>
Subject: Re: Contacts...
Date: Fri, 10 Apr 1998 23:47:09 -0700
*****Private: Ein_Schuss
>>>>>[ Im a Decker what do you need ? ]<<<<<
-- Wildthing <16:46:04/04-15-59>
Message no. 9
From: Avenger <Avenger@*******.DEMON.CO.UK>
Subject: Re: Contacts...
Date: Thu, 16 Apr 1998 00:59:22 +0100
>>>>>[You got it Dude. What's the scam?]<<<<<
-- Goliath <00:59:32/04-16-59>
Message no. 10
From: "Paul J. Adam" <shadowtk@********.DEMON.CO.UK>
Subject: Re: Contacts...
Date: Thu, 16 Apr 1998 01:11:47 +0100
*****INTERNAL: SIGANet
>>>>>[TO: SIGA Archive

I hope I don't regret this.

+++++begin video
Coppinger's office: the Director of SIGA sits behind his desk. Facing
him, Quinn sprawls in the chair on the other side of the laminate
desktop, her red beret tucked under one epaulette (the silver Pegasus
prominent) and wearing British Army working dress (simple, plain, not
quite combat fatigues but much more practical than #2 rig).

"Lieutenant Rodriguez."

"Director Coppinger. Either call me 'Second Lieutenant the Lady Glamis
of Strathrory', or Quinn, or Susan, or 'hey, you'." She grins wickedly,
and Coppinger smiles in return.

"I merely wished to establish the formality." Quinn manages to wipe some
of the smile away. "You doubtless know what I'm about to ask of you."

"Go to Seattle instead of Lynch and Lilith. Kill bad guys. Don't kill
good guys. Stop Abbadon carrying out his threat."

"Precisely. I have made arrangements so that you will have some help.
You know Elizabeth Christine, in Tarislar?"

"Very well, I've got a twenty per cent stake in her operation. _She_'s
my assistance?" Quinn looks awed. "You really want us to get mediaeval
on these guys, don't you?"

"Protect the innocent, Rodriguez, and punish the guilty. You understand
the letter and spirit of what I ask?"

"Yes, Director Coppinger." Quinn sits straighter in her chair.

"Your word on it?"

"My word. Before Coyote, as a soldier of the Parachute Regiment." From
her tone, two of the linchpins of her life.


Coppinger visibly relaxes. "Excellent. Would you forgive me an
impertinent question, Quinn?"

"Sure."

"How did you come to become a Para? Your story, not what's in your
file?"

Quinn grins. "Well, you know the story of the knighthood. After I got
the dual citizenship and was knighted Lady Strathrory, and MI6 figured
me for someone useful to have as a friend, someone suggested that I
should have some firm military tie to Britain, like be War Reserve
Force. I actually passed the TCB, which amazed me, and some stuff I said
at the interviews made the Paras think I'd suit them. So they invited me
to Aldershot for three months."

"P Company?"

"You bet. Good thing I used to be corporate security, even better I was
hanging around with Lynch and Lilith. Mage or not, they nearly binned
me. Never worked so hard in my whole _life_. But, I lived through it,
didn't quit, didn't fail. After that, jumping out of an aeroplane was
easy. And there I was, a qualified member of the Parachute Regiment.
TACC at Sandhurst was easy by comparison, two weeks, blam, I'm a TAVR
subbie. After P Company _everything_ seemed easy for a while."

"So you didn't seek it out?"

"Hell, no!" Quinn laughs. "If I'd been given a choice I'd have done
something dossy like been a staff mage for the Adjutant-General's Corps.
But once you go through P Company, once you've earned this -" she
strokes the dark-red beret - "it becomes incredibly important. You're
part of a big family. It's the way Lilith feels about the Chair Farce,
or the way Jason does about Uncle Sam's Misguided Children. You've
earned a place, now prove you deserve to keep it and set an example for
others."


"I see. It's always fascinated me."

Quinn looks suddenly guilty. "Oh, hell, sorry, Dave. I know you washed
out of Annapolis-"

"For entirely correct reasons. You were rejected by Ares, rejected
elsewhere, and you have bound yourself to a force that accepted and
welcomed you and not only exploited your talents but developed and
valued them. Whereas I was told I was a sure thing for a Navy career,
that I would have my own ship by thirty-five and a flag by forty. I was
from a good family, tradition was on my side, there would be - could be
- no problem. That naive arrogance caused me to be seperated after my
plebe year, and I was tapped for intelligence work instead. I tried to
reform the CIA, and then I was handed SIGA as reward or punishment. We
are very different, and quite alike, Susan." Coppinger shrugs
expressively. "Perhaps because we both understand that the people around
us are the only resource that truly matters."

"Yeah. But I can out-crazy you anytime." Quinn grins like a maniac.

"Which is why I am giving you a badge, authority, and carte blanche to
deal with Abbadon. You will of course answer to the Oversight Committee
for any excesses, and doubtless to the British as well, but you will
have to push it hard indeed to earn such attention. I don't want
innocent deaths, Quinn, but in this case if you have to sacrifice the
few to save the many then I will support you. And you know my feelings
there."


"Speaking of Britain..." Quinn says after a long, solemn pause.
Coppinger's last sentence seemed to rattle her.

"You are here as a secondment from 14 Intelligence Commando. That's
official. The body count here's too high for either us or MI6 to care
about turf wars, those can be left until later."

"I am?" Quinn looks bemused and happy. "Cool!"

"So Major Pendleton said, and he should know. You are a dual citizen.
Consider the welfare of both your home nations. And yes, for now you're
14 Int Cdo. Enjoy."
+++++end video

It was useful to confirm my intuitions about Quinn. Lilith was right:
Quinn is a Coyote shaman, and she has sworn loyalty to Britain and the
Parachute Regiment, and so that loyalty is as near absolute as human
frailty allows. She is also loyal to the Lynches, in the same way. In
this case, a double whammy for Abbadon.

I pray I am not mistaken here. Otherwise, my hands will be bloody
indeed.]<<<<<
-- D J H Coppinger <01:11:45/04-15-59>
Director
Strategic Intelligence Gathering Agency
Message no. 11
From: Sascha Pabst <Sascha.Pabst@**********.UNI-OLDENBURG.DE>
Subject: Re: Contacts...
Date: Fri, 17 Apr 1998 13:11:18 +0100
>>>>>[ Mad. Dey're all mad. A mean, racist lunatics are one thingy, but
now dis is ridiculous:

+++++Include DeadDecker.jepg
[ A small room, filled with electronic equipment. Most of the devices are
destroyed by hits or shots, just one totoise terminal seems to be
functional. On the crowded table, the remains of a Fuchi Cyber-7 rest
before a large glass. In the glass, a sewerd human hand - the right hand -
floats in a clear liquid. Before the table a young human sits, nearly lies
on a comfortable chair. You notice his right arm ends in a stump,
covered in bloody bandages. His mouth is filled with optical chips, and
his chest is cut, or torn, open.

You notice what the terminal displays: "Racetraitor - Let there be
LIGHT!"]

A mean... A'm not de one ta condem killin' for profit, but... can we at
least keep it professional? ]<<<<<
-- Ein_Schuss <04:10:14/04-17-59>

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