Kombanwa, Sanzio-san.

Le Frog informed me that I should contact you for details, so I'm glad to see everything prepared for me. I would accept my role and respect the command chain over me. I appreciate this another opportunity to work for Mouvement de Liberation Gaulois and can only wonder how can you spell this.

I would ask you to meet me in person since Le Frog insisted on me being introduced into the current state of affairs by the one on your position. I would not like to refuse his recommendations.

Sanzio-san;

I should make this debriefing short and prepare for the launch tomorrow in the morning. This war looks even more ugly in such a beautiful space; Gallia is fascinating, so the people of the same nature, speaking the same language, killing each other mercilessly make me feel like a weirdo who can't get what the hell is going on sometimes.

Anyway, those pilots of CCCP battle group were baked and now they are cakes.
That's for the days before today and here comes the current day.I hope they would remember me, my name or at least the callsign Shichigatsu. Can I receive the paint to add some stars on my wings in the storage?

Sanzio-san;

I'm making a note here, huge success. It started from me being chased by the CCCP battle group through Champagne in my Kaichou and ended with the same people being trapped and successfully eliminated by four pilots of various affiliations, yet same bravery.

This one was found and shot in Burgundy just before the main events:
The following is the recordings of one of the most successful operations I had a pleasure to take part in. In the close proximity of Reunion, a Valor and two Obstinates, as well as their scout.That's all. Alexandra Ujo, callsign Shichigatsu, Foreign Legion signing out.

Sanzio-san;

Those terms are acceptable. I'm not kind of pilot changing his patrons every day. Hope there would be no free space left for stars in the name of Council and Foreign Legion on it soon.

Sanzio-san;

I would be grateful if you'd excuse me such a feebleness, such a soft corner for everything and everyone that surrounded me in the period of the last months. The way you approach me can't be defined by the most complicated behaviorism theory, can't be justified by good or bad habits, traditionalist equivocue, lack or surplus of the religious moral or the violation of the reference guide for the BigMAX products. It's different as the pitch-dark depths of the differential calculus, terminal as the velocity of photons in the hadronic collider.

I had been your passenger, your pleasurer and that ideologically shaped bare-breast ostentation of Gallic revolutionary spirit that comes to my mind every time I return to this place. How many times had the hordes of opponents fallen in front of us two or us the legion? I understood that I never cared to add this to the list, to record the effort. I must go, Refaello, and then return, rinse and repeat. And while it's hardly elegant and not smart for today to ask about our promises made to each other when we were just a random Kusari girl and a self-assured bastard from Gallia, planning the time to spend together on making the world better.

Or you can just tell 'that lil' snake' to take her 'little king of snakes', tell that female bastard to take her culverins and stop bothering you - but the point is - I would be back anytime soon.