"So, you wanna know about the Fourth, huh? Well that's easy, as long as you don't mind paying the up front cost for info like that..." The sleaze laughed after this, but when I showed him the Scrip, he changed his tune completely. "You're willing to shell out this much for a dumb merc?" He asked inquistively. "If he's just some dumb merc, I don't think he'd have survived as long as he has, now my information?" I replied. "Alright, alright, damn pod of his saves his ass more times than I cared to learn how to count..."
FILE:
NAME: "Jacket"
Oh boy, I thought, another alias to contend with...
ALIAS: TheFourthChild, The Fourth
BACKGROUND INFORMATION: Found in a samll ramshakle town south of [REDACTED].
Redacted? What the hell? I thought. Again with more of this redacted fuzzy bunny?
Fourth child found in entriety of town. Last found. Presumed kidnapped or simply unlucky.
Child taken, "parents" paid in local currency. Took well to the sims of the new mech types. Preffered C-class mechs.
Alright, alright, yeah, I know thet rest of this. He took first to the "Rocketeer" yeah, yeah.
At the age of 16 devised blueprints for "EEPS" or the "Emergency Escape Pod System".
First tests were surprisingly successful and have led to many impossibly survived situations.
Well that's different... I read on.
This system however was not so successfully implemented on a mass scale. The parts, fuel, and training, as well as complex assembly proved far too costly versus alternative means of simply hiring and training new mech pilots.
Huh. Never knew that before. However as I read on, the rest of the information was old news, definitely not worth what I paid.
Official Age as of: [REDACTED]: Around 23.
Officially Owned Mechs: 0.
Officially Run Missions: 0.
Double whammy... But I pressed on.
However I pressed on in vain. This young man was as elusive as he was clever. Designing something that complex though, shouldn't be hard to miss on a battlefield. However that's I could find as of then, and for right now, I've got nothing new to report.
"All I need is more time!"
"The board here believes you've been trusted FAR too much with FAR too much information Mr.Evans. We cannot let your investagation into this 'wild goose chase' run any longer. It's just not profitable."
"We are officially CANCELLING this project of yours, now be off with you, with what you know you can't damage us, at least not yet."
And so the man was led out of the Prosk office and set to stay within the confines of the city with no further leads. Even though Prosk believed he would be harmless, they could not let him leave the city with the information he HAD. They couldn't let the knowledge of the EEPS escape them. Especially not to Sentium.
(I tried sorry if it sucks...)
Edited by TheFourthChild, 26 August 2015 - 06:34 PM.