04-15-2012, 06:17 AM
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--//Comm ID: [Nightfeel]//--
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--//Comm ID: [Nightfeel]//--
--//Location: [Indeterminate]//--
--//Signal Strength: 98.2%//--
--//Visual Available//--
--//Open Message//-->>>
A familiar face appears on the screen, twirling a tube of a fluorescent blue liquid between his fingers.
"Mister Katz, good evening,
It has been... A long while, I know. I apologise for not keeping in contact with you, things have been a little rough. How's Angie?
At any rate. This isn't a personal call. Katz... Alvin, I'm sure you remember that one day in Bremen. The operation failed dismally, but I, as well as all of your men stood there at your side. Loyalty and trust. I was loyal to you and your cause, I trusted you and your men, and the same courtesy was extended to me. You helped me, you gave me a place to stay when I had no where else to go. Hell, you basically treated me as one of your own.
However, I feel that same loyalty, that trust. Whether it be due to the sheer length of time, or changes on allegiances, has been violated. I won't deny, I expect paranoia and xenophobia from every human I come across. That, is inevitable. People are afraid of what they do not understand. However, well... I think I should let the footage speak for itself."
Upon the screen, an atypical scene is shown from the hangar of the Trotsky, the Commissar on duty showing a rather undesirable attitude to him.
"Now. I hate to do this to you... But am I to believe that all the assistance I tried to give you, to give your men, has gone unnoticed? I didn't even have my foot in the door, and was told by some thug that I am not welcome. If the men and women who claim to treat all equally refuse to extend that same attitude toward me, then perhaps I was wrong in who I chose to side with. I've held up my end, and I haven't gone back on my word. I'd like to hope there is still someone out there who still thinks of me as an ally."
"Mister Katz, good evening,
It has been... A long while, I know. I apologise for not keeping in contact with you, things have been a little rough. How's Angie?
At any rate. This isn't a personal call. Katz... Alvin, I'm sure you remember that one day in Bremen. The operation failed dismally, but I, as well as all of your men stood there at your side. Loyalty and trust. I was loyal to you and your cause, I trusted you and your men, and the same courtesy was extended to me. You helped me, you gave me a place to stay when I had no where else to go. Hell, you basically treated me as one of your own.
However, I feel that same loyalty, that trust. Whether it be due to the sheer length of time, or changes on allegiances, has been violated. I won't deny, I expect paranoia and xenophobia from every human I come across. That, is inevitable. People are afraid of what they do not understand. However, well... I think I should let the footage speak for itself."
Upon the screen, an atypical scene is shown from the hangar of the Trotsky, the Commissar on duty showing a rather undesirable attitude to him.
"Now. I hate to do this to you... But am I to believe that all the assistance I tried to give you, to give your men, has gone unnoticed? I didn't even have my foot in the door, and was told by some thug that I am not welcome. If the men and women who claim to treat all equally refuse to extend that same attitude toward me, then perhaps I was wrong in who I chose to side with. I've held up my end, and I haven't gone back on my word. I'd like to hope there is still someone out there who still thinks of me as an ally."
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