Incoming Transmission
Priority High
Communications ID: Seraph
Location: Seraphim
Positioning: Unfix-able.



"Bonjour Mon Amie."

"It seems that my day got a little more complicated then was necessary due to a little criminal organsation known as LaBrise, Today while outside Marne, I ended up wanting to meet one to have a nice Civil talk, instead it was a trap and they wanted to collect a Bounty on my head, apparently they work for the GRN on such matters and because of this, I think its high time I showed you the evidence acquired, this is a chat log of what happened."

LaBrise|Aigre.An'e: Bonjour?
Seraph: Bonjour."
LaBrise|Aigre.An'e: Ah, there you are...
Seraph: "Oui.
LaBrise|Aigre.An'e: I was under the impression that I would be talking to you in person...
LaBrise|Aigre.An'e: Not Trasmitting into empty space...
Seraph: "I am on my way."
Seraph: "Corse dont seem to like me a fraction of a inch."
LaBrise|Aigre.An'e: Maybe there jealous of you...
Seraph: "Haha now why would that be?"
LaBrise|Aigre.An'e: I also see you have two of our pilots...
Seraph: "I've been around."
LaBrise|Aigre.An'e: Merci
Seraph: "Your welcome."
LaBrise|Aigre.An'e: Hmmm I should probably tell you...
Seraph: "Tell me what?"
LaBrise|Aigre.An'e: Its about your ship...
LaBrise|Aigre.An'e: Its rather...exotic...
Seraph: "Oui."
Seraph: "My first ship.... so it has history behind it."
LaBrise|Aigre.An'e: Oui...
LaBrise|Aigre.An'e: But I must tell you now...
Seraph: "I come from more savage parts of space."
Seraph: "I know it puts me at risk..."
LaBrise|Aigre.An'e: The Royal navy has put a bounty on your ship...
Seraph: "Haha Go figure.
LaBrise|Aigre.An'e: And were rather interested in it...
LaBrise|Calvi.brothers: more savage then eating froglegs?
LaBrise|Marcus.Willow: Oui
Seraph: "Ha."
Seraph: "You intend to collect?"
LaBrise|Aigre.An'e: As a Great Admiral once said...."Its a trap!"
LaBrise|Aigre.An'e: Oui!
LaBrise|Marcus.Willow: we do, famille, take him down
LaBrise|Calvi.brothers: oui
Seraph: "Au Revoir."
Seraph: "Du lac will love this."
LaBrise|Marcus.Willow: you will not be welcome on our base Mon mai
Seraph: "I wouldn't seek refuge on your basted base."
LaBrise|Marcus.Willow: thier is nowhere to run Sirian, accept oyur fate
Seraph: "Hahaha.... Nah."
LaBrise|Calvi.brothers: as we 'ave accepted ours , by eating frog legs
LaBrise|Aigre.An'e: Or pay us 6 million...
LaBrise|Aigre.An'e: Since the GRN bountied your ship for 3...
Seraph: he shrugs. "Nah... I'd rather wait till you get bored."
LaBrise|Marcus.Willow: *chuckles* you know little of the Corse Mon ami
Seraph: "Well I am sure Du lac, will love this bit of work you have done."
Seraph: "Them dropping back just out of scanner range isn't going to get me to stop."

"The rest just goes on to say that they call me a coward for not trying to take on three of their fighters, and the usual insulting words here and there which got old fast and I ended up ignoreing them."

"I believe you would have found this of interest and I must go see what else I might be able to salvage from the rest of the day, Au Revoir, Mon Amie."

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