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To: Well whoeve' it moight concern. From: Ye' don't need to know roight now.
"A young woman stands for the camera"
Ello there.
Who oi'm is not ye' concern roi'ht now eh! All ye' need to know oi'tell ye' in toime. Roi'ht 'ere is me problem. Recently me an'me group came in the possesion of certain lads and lasses who are eager t' leave us. 'she smiles in the camera' Tak'ne look f'r yeself
'The camera swings to a prisoner who sits tied to a chair, he wears a mouthgag to prevent him from speaking, the camera zooms in, it shows insingas of a high ranking kusari officer, the camera gets back on the woman'
So as ye' could see he's a hoigh man in the imperial forces eh!. Oi can assure ye' we've some more o' these laddys and even some lasses. Sofar they're been treated noicley, but fr'm now on that depends on ye' actions. 'she turns towards the guard behind the prisoner' Liam please show them lads wha'we mean when we don't treat'dem noicley darlin'. 'the guard grins and suddenly drives the back of his rifle in the prisoners stomage. The man falls backwards with his chair and hits his head hard on the floor. When liam pulls him backup his head is bleeding and he has a cut above his eyebrow, the man is trying to cough wich is not easy with his gag' Kusarian boyo's 'sniffs liam' Ain't able to sit still on there asses eh!
'The camera goes back on the woman."
Roi'ht a lot more can happen t'them, so how eager do ye' want them back? Or maybe someone wants to interogate them? We don't care who wants them, we only ask one thing.
What are there loifes worth to ye'?
At this moment they are in our prison on a secured location:
-A kusarian admiral a very stuborn man, y've seen 'em earlier pretents he ain'affraid o' us.
-Four big boat captains retrieved in there loifepods arrogant, we had foive but one, a lil'lassy tried t'be a hero she triod t'make a run f'r her loife, ye can't breath in space oi told her.... but she wouldn't lis'n t'me, ahwell she 'nows nouw eh!!
-A Gunboat captain quite a decent lassy, but she's a enemy.
-Seventeen imperial pilots. most o'them are arrogant boyo's and i have to hold'me crew back not to space them.
Oi b'lieve thats enough Ãnformation f'r now.
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Comm ID: Director Regis Lawson Location: New London CC: Bretonian Armed Forces, Bretonian Police Authority, Queen Carina's Privateers Encryption:Low Subject: RE: Ransom Demand
Ma'am, it should be known that the organizations of the Bretonian Crown, and her fighting men and women, do not ransom off prisoners of war to further their political or militaristic agenda. My organization will find where you're keeping these hostages and we will ensure that they will be returned home to their families in exchange for our own men and women whom have been captured.
Such a tactic is considered a war crime, and I'm sure you don't want to be charged with such charges.
Signed,
Director Regis Lawson Home Office of Military Intelligence
>>>ID: Shōshō Mikako Takahashi
Young woman ' we do not negotiate with terrorists, those officers will gladly give their lives to protect Kusari. Every officer knows the dangers they face when on duty, and knows the sacrifices that they may be called upon to make.
Obviously you do not have the same understanding of Honour as Director Lawson.
Takahashi out.
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To: Well whoeve' it moight concern. From: ne angry woman.
"A young woman stands for the camera"
Ello there.
Well well the honors oi see fr'm mr Lawson 'Ãmself.
Warcrime darlin'?? *Bwhahaha* Don't let me laugh, they shoot at us and we shoot back. Oi have the deceny to let ye'know we'ave them instead of spacin'them. Well i could've expected it eh! me boss already told'me tha'this would happ'n. Still oi'm dissapointed. Mr Lawson oi would've expected more fr'm the goverment eh. So ye shot down our lads and lasses, show me some pictures they are a'loife and in ye slavelaborprison and we moight talk again. We off'r them some hoigh rankin'officers ev'n a bloody admiral? We know ye work f'r that secret police, don't ye' telll me ye want no information out o'these lads. "Spits on the floor"
To the kusarian boyo.
They would gladly give there loife? "frowns forehead" so thats yer final offer laddy? we put'ne bullet in there heads and dump there bodys? HOW STUPID YE THINK WE ARE!?? Don't ye talk fancy t'me about honour laddy. Ye'onour goes into lettin' ye' own man die? Bloody hell oi was never so glad wer'not on the same soide. Because oi can see now the kusarian goverment ain't give bugger'about there pilots and officers.
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Comm ID: Director Regis Lawson Location: New London CC: Bretonian Armed Forces, Bretonian Police Authority, Queen Carina's Privateers Encryption:Low Subject: RE: Ransom Demand
Ransoming prisoners of war is something I'd expected lowlife Hogosha to do, a fair exchange between the Armed Forces and Naval Forces for their pilots is a goal I'm trying to establish here. I'm not about to wire transfer a number of credits to a lowlife criminal for the safe release of POW's.
Taking into assumption of your heavy Dublin accent, I'm going to guess that you're a Molly. In which case, I will propose the safe release of thirty Molly activists, in exchange for those men. This is my only offer, take it or leave it.
Signed,
Director Regis Lawson Home Office of Military Intelligence