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Gentlemen. Let me share a little fact about myself with you. I dislike being called out at some forsaken hour to deal with a Cruiser belonging to the vile Corsairs. I dislike it even more when the Corsair docks on Trafalger. I advise you sort this out soon



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Signed

William Hughes
Top o' th' mernin' to ye'z, Occifer.
Th' gent wha' ye'z be lookin' fer be me.
*nods*
Name's Finnegan, Congressman Tim Finnegan, Director Bretonia, Clan Chief o' the Gordon Junkers o' Inverness.
I'll nae shy from acceptin' wha'er responsibility ye be wishin' ter pin to me kilts.
But do let me tell ye'z how it is, 'round Trafalgar way, aye?

T' be sure, our bases hae what ye'z might call 'loose' dockin' protocols.
Ef we can make money off'em dockin' an' refuelin', we tend ta look t' other way as t' wha' colors they be wearin', aye.
S' the benefit o' havin' nary a foe, an' many friends, y'see.
Outside o' th' rat-faced Kusar, th impetuous Gauls, an' th' bloody Reavers, our docks are open, fer business, t' most anyone.

*steeples fingers*
Now, tha' said, we also dinnae ken t' be harb'rin' sworn enemies inside sov'reign space, as New London clearly be.
We Breton Junkers hae great respect fer th' law, as I'm sure ye'z know - Oi bet ye'd be hard put ta find our ships registered on yon list o' lawbreakers, aye?
With tha' in mind, just as soon's me Dockmaster catched wind o' th' nature o' yon visitin' Corsair ship, she were turned aboot an' told ta make fer th' black.
Unfortunately, yer own officers were negligent in contactin' me Docksman at th' time o' th' incident, an' twas only by his own eyes wha' he spotted yon vessel, some hours after she'd docked.

*smiles broadly*
I hae given directive to me Docksmen at Trafalgar an' Invergordon t' keep their ears open t' calls from th Breton Authorities, should yer pilots wish to actually make them, an' t' follow all orders o' said authorities as regards dockin' permissions, as if they were me own.

Ye've me apologies, as well.
At nae time did we intend t' give shelter to them wha' play at war wi' our friends, the Bretonian Government.
Had Oi been present, an' had Oi knowledge tha' th' Corsair Captain in question hae dragged a bloody warship behind him, endanger'n me people, ye can rest assur'd Oi'd hae deliv'rd said Captain, blacken'd n' bruis'd, unto yer hands.

*nods again, smiling slightly*
Now, ef ye be 'scusin' a lad, Oi've other matters t' attend.
Me inbox is open, Occifer.
Dinnae hes'tate ter use it, aye?
.:j:.
Congressman Tim Finnegan
Director of Operations - Bretonia

~Coileach an Taobh Tuath~