The Jackpot

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Dun dun dun! I like the bridge set, great work.

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Sherman: Hey when do you think we'll reach The Reef?

Helmsman: next summer is my best guess.

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LOCATION: The Reef

Onboard the United Systems Alliance cutter USV Slow Dawn



Pilot: Gentlemen, welcome to The Reef. We are on approach to the Yamato E.T.A. 2 Minutes

Lund: "Seems they bolt more and more crap to this thing every time I'm here."

Pilot: "Been here before, sir?"

Lund: "A few times, but not in years. last time I was here different pirate cabal ran the place. The Ronin has forced them out since, and he seems to be stripping the place bare."

Clint: "I'd be more concerned about the guns aimed at us than the looks of the place, sir."



Lund: "No need. None of these pirates would dare fire on an American ship unprovoked. Besides, they knew we were coming. If they wanted us dead, we'd know it."

Pirate Traffic Controller: "Slow Dawn, proceed to the marked docking port. The Ronin has been expecting you."

Pilot: "Affirmative, Traffic Control. Proceeding to marked destination."

Lund: "See, What did I tell you?"

Clint: "I'm still not comfortable with this situation sir."



Lund: "Me neither, soldier, but we aren't left with much other choice. Let's go meet with this Ronin."

[Vami IV]

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LOCATION:

YOKOMO HABITAT RING, USA-TRATTORIA BORDER





Air Control: "Shuttle, proceed to marked hanger, over."

Pilot: "Rodger that."



Wang: "Welcome to Yokomo Station."



Wang: "I am the diplomatic attache Dr. Wang, and this is my assistant Dr. Dong."



Owens: "Pleasure to make your acquaintance, doctors.. With me is General Macon and agent Lund of the CIA."



Lund: "What's with the guns behind you?"



Dong: "I could ask the same to you."



Owens: "That's enough."

Owens: "Let's get this meeting over with."



Wang: "Agreed. If you'll follow me."





Pilot: "Coast is clear."



Clint: "Let's get to work."



Wang: "Administrator, the Americans have arrived."



Owens: "Administrator Hung. So good to see you again."



Hung: "If only I could say the same. Have a seat. We have much to discuss."

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Residential District



Trattorian Man: "Ah yes, so Acelra has some very interesting Stock options that you really should consider."

Trattorian Woman: "Really? Asgardia or Phalanx seem like much wiser options at this point."

Trattorian Man: "Yes, but every war needs medicine. Plus, it may be wise to keep your investments Trattorian."



Harris: "Pardon us."



Trattorian Man: "How dare you imbeciles intrude. Are you not aware that this was a private function?"

Harris: "Doctor, I'm afraid that this is rather urgent."

Trattorian Man: "It is Trattorian law that intrusions onto private property cannot happen without first notifying the owner. I am a lawyer?"

Harris: "Normally we would, but it is an emergency-"

Trattorian Man: "I don't care. I can tell you that you must have notified me. I studied this?"



Clint: "Yeah? Does your law degree tell you what happens when a 7" Septic J-valve locks up? Because my doctorate in plumbin studies does, and you will not like what happens!"

Trattorian Man: "f-f-Forgive me, d-Doctors. The maintenance hatch is over there."

Clint: "We know where it is. Good Day, Doctor."



Harris: "You spilled something."





Dong: So as you all know, there was an unfortunate hostile encounter between our two nations on Ceyphexis-8 over the summer"



Colonel Tonk: "It was an act of war, that's what it was!"

Hung: "Calm yourself, Colonel. Yet she has a point. Your you must explain the actions of your forces."

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Maintenance Tunnels



Harris: "Plumbing Doctorate?"



Clint: "Yeah, these Tratts'll believe anything that comes from a Doctor's mouth. Remember that."

Harris: "Will do. Say, how far is the server room?"

Clint: "Next Junction."



Harris: "Alright, Let's get to work."



Harris: "Not even locked."

Clint: "Why would it be? Not like any Trattorian would want to come down here."



Harris: "Okay, give me ten minutes to get into the system."

Meeting Room



Macon: "Explain ourselves? Your soldiers fired on us!"

Tonk: "How dare you insinuate?! You Americans are rabid dogs! Our soldiers were right to put you down!"



Lund: "That would explain their orders to fire on anyone approaching."



Wang: "Trattorians have the imperative to defend any Trattorian property, regardless of our allies desires.

Dong: "It is obvious that this meeting will not accomplish anything."

Hung: "Agreed. We will adjourn shortly. And I must warn you Yankees, any more hostilities against Trattorian citizens or property will be considered an act of war."

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Server Room



Harris: "Stack 4 Extracted. Moving onto stack 3."

Clint: "Good work. Lets keep it up."



Harris: "And Cracking Stack 3...Overriding security..Okay, we're in."

Clint: "Any way this could backfire?"

Harris: "Not a chance. The virus erases any trace that we were here. Hell, it eats itself once it's finished working."



*Garage door rumbles*



Clint: "SHIT! Get down!"

Harris: "Shit!"





Harris: "Just a delivery drone."

Clint: "How much longer?"

Harris: "Just about done."



Clint: "Alright. Lets get out of here."

Meeting room.



Owens: "Likewise, and attack on our forces will not be taken lightly. We'll speak again."



Owens: "Always a pleasure."

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Location: Washington, D.C.



???: "So, Macon tells me you have some very important information regarding the Trattorian...um...Situation.

Lund: "Indeed. While almost all of their weopons facilities that we know of have our own men inside of them, There is one, located in The Reef that doesn't."

???: "And why not."

Lund: It was abandoned...or rather, destroyed before we learned of it. Still, some of the weapons they were working on..."

Macon: "It would be a disaster for America if anyone else got their hands on them."

???: "What do you propose?"



Lund: I take my team to the reef. We hire agents to breach the facility, and they recover the weapons for us. No american gets their hands dirty. The Trattorians won't be able to trace this back to us.

???: "Tom?"



Owens: "It's a risky plan...If the Trattorians were to find out it was us, it would certainly spark war. Still, I believe the benefits outweigh the risks."

???: "Very well."



Obama: "Agent Lund, go to The Reef. You will, uh, be given enough resources to hire mercenaries, and more to um, buy their loyalty."

Lund: "Thank you, Mr. President."

Obama: "But remember...Don't fail. Your country is counting on you."

[Zahru II]

Gotta love the effort put into these sceneries!

[BFenix]

Gotta love the effort put into these sceneries!

Absolutely. The hacking scene done in parallel is awesome too.

Top work, Silent.

[Duerer]

That Plumbing Doctorate part fucking killed my sides!

[cleanupcrew]

Some of those sets would have made excellent MOCs on their own. All the Trattorian stuff is just as classy as I imagined.

Thanks, Silent.

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LOCATION: Yamato Star Battleship, The Reef







Ronin: "So. You want Me and my men to lootthe Trattorian station. You can't do it because such an act would wreck diplomatic relations. But What's in it for me?



Lund: "Quite a bit of cash."

The Ronin: "I do not think what you have is enough."

Lund: "What issue do you have?"




The Ronin: "The issue is not with me, but with the station. There is a reason it is the one part of The Reef I don't control.



The Ronin: "The asteroid that the station is built into is riddled with hidden defensive emplacements."



The Ronin: "Any ship that approaches gets obliterated. Whatever payment you have in that briefcase, it isn't enough to make convince me to get near that thing."



Lund: "What if we doubled..."

The Ronin: "Still no."

Lund: "...And happened to have some stolen access codes?"



The Ronin: "You've got Yourself a deal."







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