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Inspired by some CFPD reports and Sirius Network News, thanks for Husker and Portalearth.Intercepted encrypted channel. Message caught by a Order drone in Sol system, seem to be linked with Transdimesional rift. Destination point of message is a file server on [DATA EXPUNGED] carrier. Appendage to the file [DATA CORRUPTED], Diary.dok."Once again. As usual. Opening a sensor pad and entering security code - stream of expletives, Ajay's style. Enter. Pre-recorded voice turns on. -Подождите... Ожида…

In brackets there is an translation This one:(-Please stand by... Awaiting authorisation... Pilot confirmed, _______ I.I, Codename Ajay. System check. Life support working. Radar, ECM and uplink systems activated. FFI codes check completed. Engines and thrusters fine. "Nemesis" missile launcher loaded. "Sunslayer" torpedo launcher awaiting target. "Mosquito" CD ready for launch. Homing mines ready to be dropped. False heat targets initialised. "Adv. Champion" shield is ready to launch. Access t…

Nope, that was in russian version just because... Because it was said by ship's internal computer. And where is ship made?

On Planet Murmansk, more likely Or on Pawlowdar Station, since it's sold there.

Intercepted by Coalition long-range scanners. Initial placement on source: Weth system(lolwut). Destinaton of the message: Gorlowka carrier, file server. Appendage to file "[DATA CORRUPTED]_AJAY_K_Diary.dok.Waking up in cockpit again and taking a cup of coffee. Then taking one of sensor pads. Password... again. Well, after some seconds the ship begins to live. And pre-recorded voice tells the same f*cking systems check.-Подождите... Ожидаем авторизации... Личность подтверждена, _______ И.И.- ко…

Intercepted by Order drone. An information of the message is seems to be encrypted and words "F*ck you bloody bastards for f*cking with my diary!" Message text:Waking up in cockpit again and taking a cup of coffee. Then taking one of sensor pads. Password... again. Well, after some seconds the ship begins to live. And pre-recorded voice tells the same f*cking systems check.-Подождите... Ожидаем авторизации... Личность подтверждена, _______ И.И.- кодовое имя Аджай. Проверка систем.Жизнеобеспечен…

Won't be doing this it a two places. Just doing a link to my blog.http://www.swat-portal.com/php…y&userID=16607&entryID=51

Gorlowka carrier.Low deck 2E.Firing range segment. "BLAM-BLAM-BLAM-BLAM-BLAM!" - another short stream of rocket-assisted bullets had left barrel of AGS-3 gyrojet and hit the dummy target.As usual, only one of 5 micro-rockets hit the very center. Other ones spreaded around, but not leaving the big round on the target.-Well, much better... - I murmured to myself and put the gun to the table. - Enough for me, thanks. - I said to the firing range watcher.-Okay, Ajay. You're doing it much better!I l…

Got hit by an inspiration some days ago. Some days after battle for Sol, not long before Blinch's discovery in Nephele.Commanding deck of Gorlowka carrier.-Comrade commander, we had received transmission from a High Command. - Elena Davidova, one of intelligence officers of Gorlowka, had turned to a commander.-Let me take a look, Elena.-Wait a minute.Holoscreen turned on.-Commander Alexeev, this is Coalition High Command. We have some news. We had found a CNS Stalin sleeper ship. One of our spi…

Diary of Ajay. "The Inner Core Holidays" Waking up in the cargo bay of my ship. Empty bottles are lying on the floor around the bed. Oh, cool yesterday. I was "marking" my another arrival on Mirtrrak Battle Station, and had a great booze.I am already have a very strange thoughts that gives me creep. It is thoughts about changing my ship. But when I understand that I'll have to leave my sworn Basilisk, I feel... fear. I understand that I'm not going to fly anything more.I still don't understand …

Oh, I am writing to my diary again.I didn't did any other entries because I hadn't that much of a things to do in Weth. I did nothing productive all the time - I was drinking, browsing internets and... I am not going to tell this not even to my mom, moreover, not even to my command... I began to watch one certain centuries-old animated TV show.But yesterday I decided that it is enough. I can't just lie without any action anymore. I am flakking rusting! And my ship too!So, I am returning to Siriu…

Flashback: Before Sirius."We are goiing to have to act, if we want to live in different world"..Putting my hand to the personal console and switching the alarm off, then grabbing my glasses that were laying near to them.Yawn.Without wasting time, I've got up, and headed to the small bathroom in my living room aboard CNS Gorlowka. After 15 minutes I was looking fine enough - Officer cap on my head, clean glasses on my eyes, left headphone in left ear, right one is hanging behind right ear, perso…

Wrap it up into a book?Hmmmm maybe I will

In the mood for writing lore now, so... updating a personnel file to fit current lore edition. Name: K______ Ivan Ivanovich.Callsign: AjayPlace of birth: "Irkutsk" living megabioblock, Planet Murmansk, Sovetskaya system, Altair sector.Affiliations:Coalition Capital Navy (before incident in Sirius)Coalition Intelligence Directorate (current).Occupations:Junior communications operator, CNS Gorlowka.Intelligence and communications officer in IT Gamma (leader of the team), CNS Gorlowka (still reser…

Ajay's Story: The New Acceptance. inb4 tl;dr. -Yaawn...I woke up and looked around me. It's my old living room aboard CNS Gorlowka, as I recognised by Fighter Corps poster on the wall, my personal symbol (radar dish), and by old Basilisk 1:72 plastic model on the table (I always had a dream about owning a Basilisk, but now this dream came true). Main question was: what the hell I have done yesterday aside from drinking? Best case scenario: I am having a severe hangover. Worst case scenario: I h…

Ajay's Story: (Not) A True, True Friend. I was sitting in the armchair in my flat on Musmansk. Wait, what the flak is going on in here? Last time I've been here... Some days after New Year, what the flak I am doing here now? Now wait a sec, those photos on my table aren't fit. Getting up from the chair to tke a closer look. Well... That's certainly me, on CNS Gorlowka, with some of our guys. Signed...-"Retiral of Sr. Lt.[1] Ivan "Ajay" K."I don't like it... next photo. That's me and Feather[2]?…

I woke up in the cargo bay of my Basilsik. After that Inner Core trip I was let to freelance in Sirius as usually, so here I am again. Oh, and where is "here" at the current moment? Oh snap, Sigma-17, Atka Research station. Time to get off. But first, I'll check out my inbox.Hmmm. Strange letters from some guys."Congratulations, Vanya Ajay, may your wishes come true. Your grateful friend (or even more?), Olga "Feather" P.""Ivanich, why do I learn about a such a day from Olya, but not from you? …

Ajay's Story: The Strike from the Past.Part One: Vicious Reveal [1]. "ATTERO!DOMINATUS!"I shot up from my bed, fell on the floor with a loud "thump!", and quickly turn off alarm clock. This time it was Sabaton's "Attero Dominatus". I know the song is epic, but when it hits your ears when you are so peacefully sleeping... yeah, right.So, where am I... Okay, I am inside my ship, on Gorlowka carrier, landed here to take a sleep on my way back from Inner Core to Sirius. And my inbox shows one unrea…

Ajay's Story. The Strike From the Past.Part Two. Not So Lost Paradise.RATED TEEN FOR EXPLETIVES HIDDEN UNDER [CENSORED]. Have you ever noticed that almost all my stories begin with be waking up and being hungover?C-C-C-COMBOBREAKER!!!I was sitting inside my ship's cockpit, trinity of engines of "Stranger" heating space behind me in Texas system. My way lied to Omicron Theta, where I should get more precise instructions.-X-3043? Not a variant. Too short journey. I'll take Omega edge worlds. - I …

Ajay's Story: The Strike from the Past.Part Three: People Are Strange (When You're A Stranger).RATED TEEN FOR MILD LANGUAGE.NOTE: this chapter is most probable targets for retcons and late edits. I entered the bar of Freeport 9. Soon after I've returned from Lost Paradise, Flyagin contacted me again and told me to arrive on Freeport 9 to pick up the rest of my team. Details of the operation would be explained by them.So, right after I entered the bar, I saw them - three familiar figures. Feathe…