Briefing

“Alright, they want us to show some leadership? Let's do this. Menoetius, you're with me. We're gonna take charge of the Moon mission and work out what the hell that goop is and how we get rid of it. This just became an alien attack, so our budget just went way the hell up - we need to buy a spaceship, we can buy a spaceship. I'll even throw a pair of fluffy dice in it to keep you entertained on the way up. Eris thinks she's got a lead of Drought, so she and Avalon are going to see if they can bring her in. Prometheus and Orion, you're after Ripple. They just tore a hole in a politician's throat in front of a few thousand people, and while I can't disagree with the motivations, that's not the kind of thing we can let stand. Bia, you're on watch to see what the Suits turn up from the separatists we captured. If we get any intel we can act on quickly, I want you available to go in and take some names.”

“Good job over the last few weeks. The weapons raid was a bit of a cock-up, but when it comes down to it, it looks like you made the best of a bad situation. If you get any time, feel free to grab Nicasius and ask him some personal questions regarding why he felt the need to unleash unholy fire on Prometheus. Great job with Tigress - it's just a shame the media only see that as us patching up our own holes. Now, I know you want to be the ones to push this further, but we really can't overrule Apollo when it comes to interrogations. I'm sure if you ask him sweetly and flutter your eyelashes - those of you that still have them, anyway - he'll… Well, he'll tell you to get stuffed, but you might be able to convince him to let you help out a bit. Eris, you've given us our only media win this week, your help in the flooding was faultless.”

“Oh, and Menoetius, now that the Prosopon case is live again it's passed back to Caedis, so Captain Price is in charge. If you want to stay on it, you take orders from him. And if you pull a stunt like that again you'll end up as bald as Prometheus here, after my nanites pluck out your hairs one by one. Are we clear?” - Alecto