[ENCRYPTED] To: Aramaki Hideo

[Hana Ken]

A tired looking Hana comes into the comm-screen, sitting in the cockpit of her craft. Wearing a lightly padded flightsuit, she has a breather over her nose with tubes hooked up to a canister filled with an Orange substance.

"Dear Aramaki Hideo,

You honoured me with a meeting recently. It was refreshing for a ranked official to be willing to put aside factional allegiances and talk about matters dear to ones heart."

"I trust you will keep a good eye on my sister. She is too fragile and naive to cope in the wider world..." Hana takes a thoughtful stare out of the cockpit screen. "Of all the places she could have run too, perhaps your little, isolated operation is one of the better ones. If she does not come around to the Sisterhood, take good care of her. Otherwise I'll take care of you."

She turns to face the vidcam, a stern tone taking hold of her words."I owe you, Exile." A gentle smile creeps into her expression. "That is something I do not sit comfortably with. Don't hesitate with asking for that favour offered in return for your generosity."

She reaches forward towards the Screen.

[Char Aznable]

Konbanwa, Shoujo.
I am not a man of many words, neither could I be called kind, but I do respect the laws of a Freeport, even if they benefit people that I usually shoot on sight. So please don't misinterpret my meeting with you as a sign of sympathy, because it isn't. Your group commits crimes, both against humanity and against Kusari that cannot and will not be forgiven, I hope that is clear.

Apart from that, I do agree. Your 'sister', although I start to doubt that you're related by blood judging from your lack of facial similarities now I have you in front of me, is indeed dear to me.
I do disagree though. Xianiu-San is indeed capable of taking on the world. While she is fragile, there is no doubt that she can handle herself. You might disagree on that, but what she has shown me by now was impressive for someone who did... Private Services for so long.

I will be kind enough to ignore that inherent threat. Be assured that she is under my protection and there will be no harm done, as long as she copes with our rules - something she did quite well in the past.
Should you feel the urge to threaten me again, though, I'd like to show you something to smother such urges in their starting

The picture of the old man fades to make way for a dark room. A hangar, looks like a launchtube for snubcraft. A young Kusarian with a long wound across his face kneels in the center of the tube, crying, as the pneumatic door shuts and the man can only be seen through the window of the door.
Suddenly, it appears that every air is sucked out of the tube, together with the body of the man, who now floats somewhere in the dark void of the Taus.
Aramaki's face reappears.

I think you know that this man was your informant. I hope that my case is clear now.
As for the favour you owe me - it is not pleasant for both of us, but I believe I might even come down to it at some time.
Until then, Sayonara.

::Transmission terminated::

[Hana Ken]

The comms screen shows a stern-faced, hooded woman. Her eyes almost glow orange under the hood. Her voice is laced with venom. "Sister or no sister; there was no need for conflict between us. Until now. The barbarity and the ease with which you ended that boy's life reveals the corruption you hold within. This corruption must be purged. The Matriarchal Transcendence that awaits humanity demands it."

"I'm coming for Xia."

[Char Aznable]

Aramaki gives a stern look.

I have proven a point. The man was a traitor and has been punished for it.
If you want to solve this conflict, I dare you to. Tell me where to meet you, and we will cross beams like warriors do.

::Transmission terminated::