The video feed opens to a well light room. There is a woman, in combat gear, looking out of a panel window towards a Bison transport. The purple hues of the nebula nearby mark the system as Shikoku. Next to her, tied and kneeling, is a man wearing the Merchant Captain uniform of Universal Shipping whimpering.
Konnchiwa,
I am Hana Ken of the Sisterhood of Dreams. We are a small, tightly knit sisterhood within the larger Golden Chrysanthemum organisation. Some call us terrorists or extremists, even within the Chrysanthemums, due to the methods we employ...
We do what others won't to destroy the Republic and bring an Empress into the seat of government.
Hana gives a nod to someone behind the camera, and the Bison explodes in the background. Bits of shrapnel bounce off the panel windows, and the merchant captain squeals like a pig. She gives the pig a kick to the groin, shutting him up.
We're contacting you because of a recently received transmission. Seems like you Rogues are missing your fix. Well, there is something we're missing too. As our operations are... irregular in nature, we require a steady stream of Black Market Munitions. Explosions don't cause themselves, sadly.
I see the makings of a deal here. We understand Liberty is... "your turf". We have a couple of unmarked transports waiting to make the run to New York and back. If you'd give these transports access to your bases, we'll get you the Cardamine you crave. I shall await your response.
The woman pulls a pistol out of her holster. The camera is being moved away, but there is still audio recording. The screams of a man in terror and three gunshots can be heard.
Did you just really destroy a fully functional ship for the sake of seeming edgy? Did you really just shoot some dude, who you could have just as well sold to the fields?
Look, lady, this sort of crap comes with the territory and I like blowing things up and kill stuff just like the next Rogue, but you are trying too hard. Shooting random retards in front of a camera does not a terrorist make. I can sort of see why you are regarded as unstable even within the GC.
Anyway, read between the lines. I simply said that since you bitches don't do anything useful there these days, so we are just going to use your base for our own operations in Shikoku. As for cardamine, we aren't low on anything. Unlike you, we keep our main routes active and protected enough.
Anyway, I will tell my boys to bring you a shipment of razorblades and black eyeliner later.
You think all of that was for your benefit? That we were putting on a little show to impress you? How narcissistic of you. I merely don’t have the time to stop our itinerary for ego-centric, foul mouthed chimps. Pity that Libertonian Ego got in the way.
Keep the razorblades, you might get hungry and fancy a snack.