Quote:Ah, okay. Switch the names out and the point should stand, I think, so long's it's not as though either of the two locations has the kind of tightly controlled access that you see in a completely military base.
Ptichka operates out of Kandor, where they've got a hangar/maintenance facility/office/apartment complex on the city rim. Stellvia's nice and all, but space shuttles are surprisingly large vehicles and the station's not big enough to house one yet.
From: An Anonymous Analyst (fenfront@cia.gov)
To: Col. Mal Fnord, USSRAF (23@globalfrequency.fen)
Subj: Re: SETEC ASTRONOMY
Date Posted: May 20, 2013
* Outside the topic? You don't know where intelligence is
* coming from - you don't know if the intelligence is
* *compromised* - and that's outside the topic?
You mean we're -not- talking about Haruhi and why she is or isn't to be trusted? When'd -that- happen?
* From your government's own National Space Policy, as
* crafted by President Giuliani's staff and duly signed off on
* by the Congress:
Circa 2008, allowed to lapse 2010, and anyway superseded by Executive Order 14049 directing Federal responsibilities to citizens residing off terra firma.
* Who's being the fucking idiot, here? It's pretty clear that
* the nations (yes, *nations*) in the Solar System represent
* a restriction of American interests.
Because clearly, fleas cause dogs.
* Any
* romantic delusions you may have to the contrary are just
* that: delusions.
Amusingly, this is much the same turn of phrase I restrained myself from using in my last missive with regards to fennish nationalism. Regardless of whether your ego demands 'threat' status or not, I and mine have better things to waste our time on than betraying those fighting in our interests. Like indexing laundry lint or something.
If you're determined to be an enemy I suppose I can't stop you, but in your shoes I don't think I'd think it wise.
* I thought it was Itsuki and Asahina?
Asahina has jack-all to do with intelligence gathering. Trust me, I read her mail.
* And what kind of paranoid bullshit is this?
The kind that's worried about the literal end of the universe.
* Doesn't matter. The bid is still there. Full. Disclosure.
* Whatever I know, whatever you know, whatever Suzumiya
* knows, whatever the other commanders know, whatever
* Asahina, Itsuki & Nagato know, we *all* know it. No
* compromises.
When you die alone and wondering why every girl you ever tried to date hates your guts, I'm going to come to your funeral and laugh.
I started this exchange in hopes of opening up a route to compromise. Without that, the only options left are continued disagreement (wherin I suppose you go off to try and fight your own war) and violence (wherein... well. anything I could say would sound like a threat I'd rather not make). A, B, or C. Up to you.
I've made my try. Good luck, at least personally. I expect you'll need it.
In parting, AAA
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