>>5814216You appreciate the offer, but if the Liberation Front could infiltrate even an official envoy like the Hermes, there's no way the Nineveh has escaped their notice. Unfortunately, the only solution you can think of that would not significantly derail all your plans is to get your own ship. You try your best to exude confidence as you make your demands:
"Commander Tass-si-nie is right, but the Nineveh might be crawling with Front agents as well. Best to charter our own private shuttle, on the ever-generous Directorate's dime, of course."
Silas is taken aback by the brazen proposal, "Are you out of... never mind. You know Command will not take well to this, right?"
You are hoping for a little more support from your own first officer here, "Command was responsible for letting the Front run free on its own ship in the first place. Least it could do is to guarantee safety for the victims." Maybe a softer approach will work better, "If I were Command, I would be a little bit more thankful for such patriotic assistance in... apprehending subversive elements. As you have taught me, we privateers do the bulk of the Directorate's armed biddings."
Tassigny finally speaks up, "Firstly, just call me Jean-Pierre, you Anglophones are a menace. Secondly, I will relay your offer to Naval Intelligence." Silas opens his mouth, but Jean-Pierre ignores him and continues, "What happens between you and Command is none of my business. Nevertheless, I would recommend you be more careful with your dealings in the future. You will need all the help you can get once you are out there. Have a nice day, whatever remains of it." He leaves swiftly but unhurriedly.
A few hours later, you receive a q-transmission enclosed with detailed instructions on how to board the charter shuttle without attracting undue attention.
After rounding the same corner at the next waystation at least 4 times and slipping through a dozen backdoors and emergency hatches, you arrive at the hangar with a remarkably unremarkable shuttle in it. Once in orbit again you can almost finally breathe in relief. Only one thing remaining to be taken care of. You call upon Silas, "Silas, is the process for changing company names complicated? If I die, I don't want to see that accursed name Dyrnwyn's Black Sun EnterCom anywhere near my headstone."
<span class="mu-s">Choose a new name for your company! Give me a snazzy insignia design too while you're at it.</span>
>Blacksun Enterprise (2 votes)>Dyrnwyn Company (2 votes)>Write-in 