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4 posts. Alias of Ray McClure.


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In response to Disco’s question.

”Nemo nisi Latinus est.” He gives her a quick closed-mouth smile and heads off to other duties. Suddenly pausing he looks back at the small woman. ”Oh, there’s also Hindi. The Color Sergeant speaks that.”


Note the line

Oh I got a wave from your Mother. She wanted to make sure I could give you leave in 6 months for a family gathering.”

Is for the Color Sergeant. Not Staff sergeant Lewis.


Theo uses the travel time well. Checking with his contacts for information on Berenson military assets.

Protocol: 2d6 ⇒ (1, 6) = 7 TN8

Reviewing the data and questioning anomalies.

[dicePerception: 2d6 ⇒ (1, 4) = 5 TN6
Computers: 2d6 ⇒ (5, 2) = 7 TN7
Interrogation: 2d6 ⇒ (3, 5) = 8 TN8

Bureaucracy: 2d6 ⇒ (2, 6) = 8 TN8

Cryptography: 2d6 ⇒ (2, 1) = 3 TN8

Trades a few favors for any rumors and or special information on the target. Maybe even take a peak into a sealed file or two. .

Negotiation: 2d6 ⇒ (4, 5) = 9 TN8

Scrounge: 2d6 ⇒ (3, 1) = 4 TN8

Computers: 2d6 ⇒ (6, 2) = 8 TN7

Security systems: 2d6 ⇒ (2, 1) = 3 TN8

Stealth: 2d6 ⇒ (2, 5) = 7 TN8

Impersonation: 2d6 ⇒ (4, 5) = 9 TN8

Streetwise: 2d6 ⇒ (2, 1) = 3 TN8

Adept Eisner is also questioned. (Theo doesn’t really expect any solid info from the suspected ROM agent, but it is worth a try)

[dicePerception: 2d6 ⇒ (5, 4) = 9 TN6
Interrogation: 2d6 ⇒ (6, 2) = 8 TN8
Intuition: 3d6 ⇒ (2, 5, 2) = 9 TN10

Going to throw in a couple of characteristic and Attribute saving throw rolls to cover all the bases. Rules MW pg 11

Mental: 3d6 ⇒ (4, 1, 1) = 6 TN9
Social: 3d6 ⇒ (6, 6, 1) = 13 TN9

Intuition: 3d6 ⇒ (3, 3, 3) = 9 TN10

Learn: 3d6 ⇒ (6, 2, 4) = 12 TN8

Charisma: 3d6 ⇒ (6, 2, 1) = 9 TN8

He also has discussions with the team.

”Number One. Something about this whole mission just doesn't sit right with me. And Agent, er… ‘Adept’ Eisner is always lurking about. Be sure to pass along to the team to watch what they say around him.” He turns to leave but stops. Looking up and down the hallway to ensure it is clear and they are alone. ”Look, keep an eye on the team once we are planet side. While I have no issues with their abilities in full combat. I do wonder how they will react when things are more personal. I don’t think any of them have looked at someone face to face and pulled the trigger.”

”AFL Chen. Did you track down the issue you were having with the right arm actuator? I’m sure Gopher will blame it on that discount lubricant I purchased. Since we’re going to be in Marik territory and you have faced them it the field before I’ll be relying on you to chime in with any tactics tips “

”Color Sergeant. Were you ever able to squeeze that extra 2% efficiency from your capacitors? And yes, in the future I will leave the purchasing of supplies to you and
Sergeant Lewis. Oh I got a wave from your Mother. She wanted to make sure I could give you leave in 6 months for a family gathering.”

”Staff Sergeant Lewis. Are there any supplies we need that you were not able to get before we shipped out? Our destination may offer a chance to pick up more if needed. Also I am counting on you when it comes to the HPG station.”

And finally after a tactical comm training session.

”Mechwarrior Yan. Do you think you could try and communicate in one of the languages someone on the team speaks. I mean you have: English, German. Japanese, or Mandarin, to choose from. Or are you using some kind of personal code? If so, you need to provide the rest of us with the cipher key.


Theo Von Bauer stood at parade rest, feet apart and hands folded behind his back. As he listened to the Precentor’s presentation. Theo is dressed in an exact copy of a Lyran Commonwealth officer’s uniform, except for it being light gray instead of light brown. The jacket’s epaulets indicate he is a Captain. A shoulder patch displays the ‘Crazy Eights”logo. As does his left color tab. The right however is a mailed fist emblazoned with the letter N. Those in the know would recognize it as the badge of a LIC Norn Agent. On his right hip is an oversized flap topped holster holding a heavy Sternscatch pistol. On his left hip is a chrome plated scabbard that carries a high quality vibro-blade sword.

He has to consciously avoid smirking when the Precentor mentions the unit's record. This guy is ComStar. He has to know some of the info is BS embellishment. The speech is probably a standard format for all merc contractors. His time with the LIC (Lyran Intelligence Corps) tells him several things about the mission. First the Precentor is omitting important information. Second, this is too important a mission to entrust to a Merc unit alone. Third, the attachment of a ComStar tech specialist. Tech yeah right. The man is undoubtedly a ROM operative. And Forth they probably are using us as a diversion while their real team accomplishes the actual mission.

Well it’s their dime so I’ll play along. Berenson, now what do I remember about it? Well nothing actually. But I know people who will, And most of them owe me favors. Oh looks like the Precentor is almost finished better stop daydreaming. I’m sure the team is chomping at the bit.

Glancing over to Number 1. Theo’s chosen designation for his second in command. Leif “Pop Star” Adachi. And sees the man is itching to ask tactical questions.

When the Precentor concludes his speech.

”Thank you Precentor. We can definitely do the job. Sir I hate to be a mercenary. But since that is exactly what we are. I believe this is the point in the conversation where the subject on compensation is discussed.”

Looking at the team.

”After which I know my unit has questions.” Looking at Lief.”Number 1, you and AFL (Assistant Force Leader) Chen handle Tactical. Color Sergeant Mahajan.” Looking at the dark complected woman in the Fed Suns uniform. ”You and Staff Sergeant Lewis cover Logistics.”Finally looking at the newest member of the unit. A small woman dressed in Davion colors.”And you, behave.”

Then back to the Comstar Officer.

”So Precentor, let's talk about C-bills.”