E.C.O. Logbook Entry Draft 2

  //-- AUTO-TRANSCRIPT FROM UES RECRUITMENT AGENCY, [REDACTED] OFFICE. SEE NOTE --//


Alright recruit, we've got a special job for you... two?

Why are there two of you? I got told to pick a new hire. Singular. Budget constraints.

You with the death glare I know, but who's your freakin' hype man? Hey, Boombox! Touch a single thing on that shelf and I'm having you buried underneath this office.

Whatever, security let you in here, so the brass must be cool with the duo act. No clue how you two weirdos ended up leashed together, but that is not my problem.

So, special job.

Shipment heading out to some backwater planet outside of the policed sectors, and the ship needs muscle. Nice muscle, though. White-glove kind of security gig. I dunno how we're gonna get Tall, Dark, and Spiky here into a tuxedo without tearing it up, but we'll manage.

Now, I don't get paid enough to stroke egos, but I like what I'm seeing in your files. Most of it, at least. All that rah-rah rowdy shit you're used to doing? Yeah, that don't fly 'round here. This gig's gonna need you to follow some ground rules. I don't need you schmucks acting up.

    First off: You're gonna play nice on the ship. This isn't the kinda outfit that's getting piss-drunk every night and having brawls for funsies. Keep it clean. We got a reputation to uphold here.

    Second: No ''borrowing'' any of the passengers' personal belongings and DEFINITELY not any shiny bits from the ship itself. You might think you were slick on your last job but I've got an itemized list right here. With the price tags. You're not gonna pull that crap on our dime, not with what we'd be paying you. 

    And finally: You're gonna follow orders. You are not on a 'make it up as you go' job like whatever that last gig was, you are on a 'sit down, shut up, and do what you're told' job.

And that goes DOUBLE for you, Boombox! I read all about that job in Canis Major, and I'm not looking to have that kinda repair bill for our hardware. You break it, you buy it!

If you're gonna be on our payroll, wearing our colors, you're gonna have to make us look good. Capiche? How's that sound to you?

[ERROR: GAIN EXCEEDED]

Very uh, enthusiastic, lemme just clean my ruptured eardrums off the table so we can finish up the paperwork. 

How 'bout you, Spiky? Whataya say?

[NO AUDIO PICKUP DETECTED]

Just gonna pencil that in as a 'yes'... Alright, that'll be all from me. Welcome aboard!

Oh, and Spooky? One more thing before you go. No 'accidents' involving the crew, eh? That's an order.


//-- END TRANSCRIPT --//

Note: Due to an... unfortunate occurrence, our interviewer had his coat on for this interview. This completely muffled any audio pickup besides his own. Naturally, these two candidates were among the ones he picked; and we have zero intel on them, barring his statements made during the conversation. As you may expect, he got picked up clear as glass. Passing it to you to run it through some filters and data reconstruction. We need to figure out who these guys were.