RidOv Chpt-22

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==Ridiculously Overboard!! (A Captain Roberts Tale!!)Chapter 22 - The Great Pirate Roberts goes to Northsun!==
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"We have an HPG...
...Captain, that means we can do some clever things." Larry suggested.
"What kind of 'clever things'?" Amanda asked.
"You stranded twenty four pirates on Halla...how about handing them, and evidence of your exploits, to the Snow Ravens to prove you're serious?" He waited.
"Uh..."
"It's good for your rep." Lori contributed.
Amanda frowned, as if struggling with the idea...
"I think I should send it to the real authorities." she blurted out, "President Avellar."
"is that a good idea, or a bad idea?" Sam asked, as he watched the radar console.
Lori exchanged a look with Larry. "it's a good idea." She said, "Right, Larry?"
"Uhm, yeah, it's a good idea."
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TO: President of the Parliament Mitchell Avellar
FROM: The Great Pirate Roberts!!!
RE: See Enclosed.
Dear Mister President;
I am The Great Pirate Roberts!!! and I have news you may find of some interest regarding the fate of the Bandit Battalion known as "The Sons of Plunder". To wit; you can find their survivors marooned in overgrown agricultural land on Sandborne Island on the world of Halla, and the wreckage of their dropships, Jumpship, and the remains of an Outworlds Flagged merchant vessel named 'Larry's Wife' registered to Cerberus.
I've taken the liberty of recruiting the merchant crew to my scurvy pirate band. I left the Battlemechs in the sheared lower section of the Pirates' second Union class drifting at the following coordinates. The other Union, alas, failed the existence test and is a spreading debris field near the system's zenith point.
Oh, and we're having to leave a fully functional Mule class Cargo DropShip, so you might want to secure that one too!!
I hope this message finds you well and prospering, I decided as a good Outworlder that I should inform our President, instead of the foreign invader overlord occupier Snow Ravens first.
Don't try to pursue me.
Live Free, I am.
The Great Pirate Roberts!!!
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"This isn't a joke?" President Mitchell Avellar asked.
"I am afraid not." Khan Lynn McKenna stated.
"We've got a WarShip running unsupervised in the Wastes, and their captain..."
"Is a traumatized sixteen year old, and the Watch has a minder on her."
"and the Bandits?"
"Recovered by one of our teams that are shadowing the vessel she's using."
"Why? why are you following her?"
"She has a Warship, Mister President. One of yours."
"Someone make with the explaining this situation please?" Mitchell asked.
"This..." the Khan laid an image on his desk, "is your girl. Amanda Roberts, kidnapped, subjected to inhumane medical alterations by remnant Blakists. We are not rushing to bring her in, because those alterations worked better than the people who did them, imagined they would-I imagine, anyway. She killed her captors and escaped, hopped two systems over and unearthed a pre-Amaris Outworlds naval coordination center, stole a long-range infantry shuttle, activated her ship at the dock where it had been left for over three hundred years, and started calling herself a 'great pirate'...whereupon the only actual CRIME she committed, was stealing food in a daring raid on one of my Merchant Caste supply vessels before haring off, and destroying a battalion of Bandits that have been terrorizing border worlds for months."
"You aren't taking her out, because you want to bring her in."
"Succinctly put, Mister President...if not directly, then...encouraging behaviors that serve the good of the public and the Clan...at least until we know if we CAN fix what they did to her. Assets are always useful."
"Keep me informed, please, Khan McKenna." Mitchell said, "Should I reply?"
"She thinks she's being a Pirate, as in the romanticized, fictional, sixteenth and seventeenth century kind...official sanction might be a bit much until our people have broached the concept of...'privateering' to her, but maybe start drafting a letter of marque and reprisal?"
"Hmm... I'll have to think about that. Thank you for your advice Khan McKenna, I know you have a lot to do on your plate."
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