Prelude to Buddy Cops and Bounty Hunter Dickery [audio]
--PERSONAL DATA LOG 20XX04.28.028 SAMUS ARAN. RECORDING...--
There's never a dull moment around here...
[Herein contains probably much begrudging recapping of Samus' Monday evening adventures into Capcom High to her ship's computer, among other various journal-like things. TO BE FILLED IN LATER. Until then, Samus receives an interruption by an...]
...INCOMING ENCRYPTED TRANSMISSION...
What?
[A vague, digitally-masked male voice plays along with the anonymous message.] You never were easy to find, let alone contact, lady. How was your last mission with Kerrigan?
..........Who are you?
An old friend.
Adam...?
No, I'm sorry to disappoint. I've got another business proposition for you if you're interested. Something a little closer to home this time too. Is it a bad time?
...I'm listening.
I recently caught wind of an interesting money trail leading back to a seedy sounding hotel in your area of space. Does the "Motel Dusk" somewhere on the north side of "Port Town" sound familiar to you?
That's seedy sounding?
It would be if you take a look at some of these bank account transactions I'm sending you right now.
[there is the sound of Samus shifting in her chair as she looks over the incoming data] ...this is... an awful lot of money being moved around. Purchases for bulk... Dry food? Storage kennels? Steroids? What is this?
My speculation is an underground animal-fighting ring.
Illegal gambling, huh?
Drug trafficking is probably involved as well. It would be dangerous and difficult to infiltrate.
I don't doubt it.
Are you interested?
How much.
₡18000 credits.
...Is this a joke?
That's all I can offer you at the moment. I could give you another 200000 afterward, if you manage to disrupt the little operation. I found this interesting because a significant amount of the funding coming in and out of this is being deposited into some very foreign accounts. You could say pirated sorts of accounts.
Space Pirates?
I can't confirm that. You're expert on Space Pirates, after all. Either way, whoever is in charge clearly wanted to keep all this off the books and went as far as the Gaflar System to ensure that.
....Uh huh. And, how do I know you're not simply baiting me with all this?
I suppose you don't know. The offer's there anyway, you can take it or leave it. It might be nothing at all, but I thought you might find it of interest. I'm sure you've got other things to do regardless, Miss Aran. Think about it.
Hn. [And so she does think about it.]
--...END RECORDING.--
There's never a dull moment around here...
[Herein contains probably much begrudging recapping of Samus' Monday evening adventures into Capcom High to her ship's computer, among other various journal-like things. TO BE FILLED IN LATER. Until then, Samus receives an interruption by an...]
...INCOMING ENCRYPTED TRANSMISSION...
What?
[A vague, digitally-masked male voice plays along with the anonymous message.] You never were easy to find, let alone contact, lady. How was your last mission with Kerrigan?
..........Who are you?
An old friend.
Adam...?
No, I'm sorry to disappoint. I've got another business proposition for you if you're interested. Something a little closer to home this time too. Is it a bad time?
...I'm listening.
I recently caught wind of an interesting money trail leading back to a seedy sounding hotel in your area of space. Does the "Motel Dusk" somewhere on the north side of "Port Town" sound familiar to you?
That's seedy sounding?
It would be if you take a look at some of these bank account transactions I'm sending you right now.
[there is the sound of Samus shifting in her chair as she looks over the incoming data] ...this is... an awful lot of money being moved around. Purchases for bulk... Dry food? Storage kennels? Steroids? What is this?
My speculation is an underground animal-fighting ring.
Illegal gambling, huh?
Drug trafficking is probably involved as well. It would be dangerous and difficult to infiltrate.
I don't doubt it.
Are you interested?
How much.
₡18000 credits.
...Is this a joke?
That's all I can offer you at the moment. I could give you another 200000 afterward, if you manage to disrupt the little operation. I found this interesting because a significant amount of the funding coming in and out of this is being deposited into some very foreign accounts. You could say pirated sorts of accounts.
Space Pirates?
I can't confirm that. You're expert on Space Pirates, after all. Either way, whoever is in charge clearly wanted to keep all this off the books and went as far as the Gaflar System to ensure that.
....Uh huh. And, how do I know you're not simply baiting me with all this?
I suppose you don't know. The offer's there anyway, you can take it or leave it. It might be nothing at all, but I thought you might find it of interest. I'm sure you've got other things to do regardless, Miss Aran. Think about it.
Hn. [And so she does think about it.]
--...END RECORDING.--