Chapter 1: Black Warrant

[thenine]

Who: All killjoys.
Medium: Text with an attachment.
Security/Encryption: High.
Warnings: Language.

RAC agents will receive an email with attachment on midday, Week 1, Day 2, on their choice of communicator (ship, handheld, etc). The sender's address has been manipulated beyond recognition, but the domain is clear--RAC HQ. While the message itself is empty, the attachment requests biometric confirmation before it can be opened--a retinal scan, a thumb print, or for those with particularly unforgiving communicator models, a blood sacrifice.

Once they've confirmed their identity as registered RAC agents, they'll receive a Black Warrant notice.

Directive Secure an heir for the Nine. (Special)

Target Unknown.

Location Unknown.
Information

If it was easy, it wouldn't be any fun. Any agent worth their mettle should know the rules of the game by now: fight dirty or fight fair, it doesn't matter to us, but you better fight fast. One of those high flyin' Nine has gotten themselves sick without a viable heir and it falls to the RAC's finest to find the next in line for succession should our blessed overlords kick the bucket. Company intel won't tell us who ate the bad shrimp in particular, but as always, we don't need to ask.

The Lady of the Land, Seyah Derrish, has been poisoned and her heir or heirs are the only thing keeping the Nine from plunging our beloved shithole of a Quad into another War of the Nines. Use whatever resources at your disposal to find the welp before we end up with a lot more business on our hands than agents to handle it.

Just remember. The heir has to be legit. Don't grab your cousin, stick a bowtie on him, and think that's gonna satisfy anyone but your weird fantasies. They better be Qreshi in blood and birthright or it's a wash.

Whichever team can claim the warrant and successfully deliver the heir gets bragging rights for saving the Quad, but more importantly, they'll get a nice bonus and the RAC's gratitude to the sum of 10, 000 joy.

OOC: Use this network post to trash talk your fellow agents, say nice things to each other, or communicate over the network about the black warrant. Have fun!

Comments

[deceptions]

[ The grin flickers away in an instant, eyes cold and hard, head tilted to one side. It's not anger— condescension, unsurprisingly, is an act he's mastered. ]

Or I could make sure you can't participate in this at all. [ And just like that, the grin's back on his face, smug like none of that just happened. ] Well, I guess if the entire Quad is as stupid as you are, it can't be helped.

Moron. [ He too!! Can call people names!!! ] This was fun, but I've got a lead to follow. [ Whether or not he does is, once again, a mystery ( he doesn't ).

BUT HE'S NOT GOING TO SIT HERE AND LET HIS BLOOD PRESSURE RISE, BYE KANDA. ]

/end

[lotusmesenpai]

[Seeing the line close and the screen go blank, Kanda actually laughs.

Tetchy, this one.

It'll be interesting to see how the week plays out for Koon, to see if this little tiff on an open network would yield results. Besides, he's fought with the brat enough to know that this one, at least, isn't a former Derrish that's going to be easy to kill.

Even if it would be fun to try.]