Oh good. Well, that's one hurdle crossed because he's listening, not turning her over to corporate security or laughing. At least not yet.
"We got to move pretty fast. This thing is going to take a lot of personnel to get organized, and the more people are involved, the harder it is to keep anything secret. So we work the angles and get it organized and get it done before anyone has a chance to say the wrong fucking thing over a beer."
She has been working on the framework for this for a long time. She lays it out, point by point. No shit and no holding back; she wants Alpha to buy in on this, and she hopes he knows she's trusting him. And that she needs him.
"Focus on the competent and loyal men on the lead up. Turf the ones that ain't in it for the right reasons or can't be trained. I already got Whiskey and Specialist Engelsen working on that even if they don't realize it.
"Get the financials in order. We don't move until we can pay our men. I got a lot of revenue streams getting ready to ramp up, working on more. Got an independent contractor that's trustworthy modeling it for me, I'll have projections and scenarios in your desk within the week.
"Got Echo and Foxtrot working to get a network and combat equipment array together that don't have all the Bifrons backdoors in it. That needed to happen anyway, so don't be thinking I went over your head with the kids.
"Find new base space. Land is cheap as shit in D4 but we want to straddle at least two districts so we don't let anyone make this into class warfare.
"When we move, we move all at once, and we make it peaceful. I don't want any dumbshit kids with an itchy trigger finger thinking this is the moment for glorious revolution. We call general quarters, we give every soldier the option of signing on or not. Anyone who doesn't, that's fine. The rest signs their resignation paperwork and contract for a new company. We won't get everyone. We don't have to. We're gonna have plenty enough new recruits knockin' once we are no longer the private army of Bifrons.
"We re-form as a publicly held corporation with a not-for-profit charter. All personnel as stakeholders and the general public able to buy in at a yearly fee that will be part of what keeps the lights on."
Long exhalation. "That's the broad plan. It's sure to mutate, cause that's what battle plans do in the real world. But the bones are sound."
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"We got to move pretty fast. This thing is going to take a lot of personnel to get organized, and the more people are involved, the harder it is to keep anything secret. So we work the angles and get it organized and get it done before anyone has a chance to say the wrong fucking thing over a beer."
She has been working on the framework for this for a long time. She lays it out, point by point. No shit and no holding back; she wants Alpha to buy in on this, and she hopes he knows she's trusting him. And that she needs him.
"Focus on the competent and loyal men on the lead up. Turf the ones that ain't in it for the right reasons or can't be trained. I already got Whiskey and Specialist Engelsen working on that even if they don't realize it.
"Get the financials in order. We don't move until we can pay our men. I got a lot of revenue streams getting ready to ramp up, working on more. Got an independent contractor that's trustworthy modeling it for me, I'll have projections and scenarios in your desk within the week.
"Got Echo and Foxtrot working to get a network and combat equipment array together that don't have all the Bifrons backdoors in it. That needed to happen anyway, so don't be thinking I went over your head with the kids.
"Find new base space. Land is cheap as shit in D4 but we want to straddle at least two districts so we don't let anyone make this into class warfare.
"When we move, we move all at once, and we make it peaceful. I don't want any dumbshit kids with an itchy trigger finger thinking this is the moment for glorious revolution. We call general quarters, we give every soldier the option of signing on or not. Anyone who doesn't, that's fine. The rest signs their resignation paperwork and contract for a new company. We won't get everyone. We don't have to. We're gonna have plenty enough new recruits knockin' once we are no longer the private army of Bifrons.
"We re-form as a publicly held corporation with a not-for-profit charter. All personnel as stakeholders and the general public able to buy in at a yearly fee that will be part of what keeps the lights on."
Long exhalation. "That's the broad plan. It's sure to mutate, cause that's what battle plans do in the real world. But the bones are sound."