Jonathan Harperson
Terran Spec Ops.
Retired
Posts: 187
Registered: Jun 6, 2015 18:25:53 GMT -6
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Post by Jonathan Harperson on Jun 11, 2015 17:57:42 GMT -6
It had been a decade since he entered the prison system, small fights and altercations with either the SF's or even fellow prisoners has left their scars on him and now he was going to see the man who had put him in here. All he had was his number, a prisoner who gets seen by the man who put him in here and he knew his father was working on trying to kill Michael but even he knew Michael was both a good soldier and smarter than the average soldier; yet he did the right thing towards the end of the war. He once shared a cell with Michael, they had a plan and now they had to decide how to fit the pieces together in order to expose the truth of the SFC and Terran Intelligence aka Corinth Intelligence who was hiding the truth for so long.
Walking with the SF guard to the interviewing room, he took a seat while the young SF handcuffed him to the table and thus onto the ground before heading back to the door for Michael must've asked to have the room; watching the man enter the room wearing civilian clothing with what appeared to be a tactical pad. Shaking Michael's hand, he waited to speak till the guard was out of the room; "Ten years, while you've been fighting the war out there I've been fighting the war in here."
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Post by Vice Admiral Michael Martin on Jun 11, 2015 18:29:52 GMT -6
Michael had managed to broker a deal between himself and Terran Intelligence, he had to sneak on board a Battlestar and plant a tablet which if it came down to it would shutdown a Battlestar, a deal he knew would come back to kick his ass. Wearing a simple gray sweater with a white shirt underneath and a pair of cargos and his boots, he left his pistol with the guard as well as his bulletproof vest, knowing he won't need it since this place was far from the events on Terra. Entering the room, he hit two preloaded buttons on his tactical pad which jammed the video and audio feeds in the room before covering up the tactical pad once more as he took a seat at the table and pulled out the other tactical pad. Setting Jonathan's tactical pad down onto the table, he slid it over as he poured a glass of water, "The SFC won the war, the Spartan military was left in ashes and well I got a dishonorable discharge where Tom got an honorable discharge but working for Terran Intelligence will change that."
Spinning the tactical pad on the table, "I haven't been able to access this since you have it set to your fingerprint," pausing as he peered over the twenty minute timer on his tactical pad, "I've been doing some digging and well Terran Intelligence has to come down first before the SFC. As long as Terran Intelligence stay alive then anything to reveal the truth will come crashing down and I'll be sharing both the cell and execution squad with you."
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Jonathan Harperson
Terran Spec Ops.
Retired
Posts: 187
Registered: Jun 6, 2015 18:25:53 GMT -6
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Post by Jonathan Harperson on Jun 11, 2015 18:56:50 GMT -6
Taking the glass of water, he had just enough reach to grab the glass and take a sip of it as he picked up the tactical pad that was on the table; "A precaution. Not against you but couldn't take the chance of someone deleting all of this during the war," swiping his finger over it as the screen unlocked and documents began appearing. He knew the SF's would demolish the Spartan military to the point that they could never rebuild but he knew Terran Intelligence was now using former soldier like Michael to destroy gangs that were a threat against Terrans and the new government. Taking a deep breath, he knew Michael had jammed the feeds and that SF's in the control room were working around the jamming; "Listen to me, don't do what your doing for Terran Intelligence forever. This business your doing will get you killed so take my advise, find someone and get the frak out of this business cause it will destroy you and remember to get me out of this bloody prison!"
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