Message Class: Textual
Encryption: Earl Grey
To: Pierre Vaillant, MNG
From: Governor-General Commodore Elizabeth Hall, BAF
You who has the hygienic habits of swamp amphibious wildlife,
To even contemplate any kind of communication with you or your grotesque likes, a proper Bretonian must firstly hand out at least a moderate succession of verbal affronts. Mime could be considered too, was it not beneath my dignity (which I have, unlike you) to bless you with the inspiring image of my clean face.
The image of your face I had rather not see, because luckily for my sanity, any normal individual's organism has a protective mechanism which will render said individual blind after such an unfortunate event, so to remove any possibility from seeing it again and thus risking the possibility of damage to the incomparably more important organ behind those eyes. But fortunately for you, your people do not have any notable amount of it, hence we were not able to fight you with mirrors.
But we won. Let that sink in. Not winners at all, you showed yourselves as very poor at losing too. You could not accept defeat, so you burned a planet full of children and kittens only so that your bitterness would transcend into the enemy. That was the only thing you succeeded at in your life.
DISHONOUR, COWARDICE, INDISCIPLINE: these are your true core values that you and your people are most proud of. It is the fortune of the world that you are not educated enough and lack any notion of sophistication or even basic manners, to convince anyone else but another Gaul that these should be followed. I despise you, Sir, but alas, I despair: for even as much as I wrote and as clearly as I wrote it, it will likely not be enough for your single ganglion to comprehend.
And finally, thine prick is a noodle.
Now, onto business.
I have heard from Admiral Redmond that he had some correspondence with you. I vaguely remember meeting you in battle about a year ago (though it might have not been you, but merely some other random peasant drafted in the navy who ran away back to his field). If that did happen, then you must have served your people's navy at the time when Gallia was still a kingdom. If this is true, then there could be a way that both of us can profit from.
A certain Enma Loyola claims to be a citizen of the Gallic crown. She may have become so recently, but it may have also happened a year or longer ago. Could you please check if your old data banks contain such a person listed among citizens? I remind you, we can both benefit from this information.
Commodore
Governor-General of Exeter
Bretonian Armed Forces
Sender: Commandant Pierre Vaillant Recipient: Governor-General Commodore Elizabeth Hall, BAF Subject: Love declaration
Madame Hall,
First of all, I have to thank you for the good laugh that your message gave me. This is however so regrettable I cannot properly see your face, Madame Hall. I indeed find it more relevant to speak to people face to face (well thanks to a video but whatever).
But it doesn't matter. I managed to solve this problem. Few days ago I found a member of my crew playing with a child toy for some reason. I had to correct this INDISCIPLINE and I confiscated this object. When I read your message, I immediately thought to this object, as it is a doll. This doll is a Bretonian woman with a cup of tea in her left hand. Well actually, she's badly damaged. She's missing an eye and a part of her hair is gone. I imagine you like this doll, Madame.
Anyway. These words may appear extremely rude for someone that has no idea how women work. But I have this experience, and I haven't been deceived by your words. You're playing your little game very well, Madame, and I understand your message is an hidden LOVE declaration.
Don't blush, Madame, there is no shame in hiding your affection for me. I understand perfectly why you did not want to see me, rest assured. You could not have contained your tears of joy, and you could not have found the good words. I understand you perfectly. Besides, a letter is much more romantic than a video, isn't it?
We certainly fought against each other in the past, but wasn't it for a good thing at the end? This allowed you to discover the CORE GALLIC VALUES and the pride of our house. I can see your admiration for these values, HONNEUR, VALEUR, DISCIPLINE. And you try to hide it again by adding negative prefixes to them or with antonyms. But tell me, why be so shy?
There is nothing wrong with that though, the right degree of shy is very attractive.
It must have been terrible for you to think to me during all these long months without knowing where I was ... What a tragedy!
Now, onto business.
Loyola is indeed a citizen of the Gallic Crown, it has been some time already. Then she indeed disappeared somewhere. Tell me, why are you so interested in this?
Marine Nationale Gauloise, Commandant Pierre Vaillant.
Message Class: Textual
Encryption: Earl Grey
To: Pierre Vaillant, MNG
From: Governor-General Commodore Elizabeth Hall, BAF
To the Gallic commander who plays with dolls,
I was surprised that such practices existed aboard your ships, but I should not have. You Gauls are not men enough to find yourselves real, honest women (not Gallic wenches), so you play with dolls. Keep your revolting toy, because you will not toy with me and I fear think what you would do with my image if you had it. And do not try to assassinate me by showing me your image in an audio-visual transmission: it has sound, so I can listen to it without opening my eyes. Your horrid accent, however, has indeed left a permanent scar on my sense for art and culture, so you can satisfy yourself with at least that.
Now, onto business.
It appears that this Loyola has attained power on Malta. I am still waiting for SIS reports. If this is true, then the entire Maltese Nation is under control of an Enclave agent, and this will have galactopolitical implications. Especially for Gallia, as you will then be surrounded on two fronts. Not two fronts with two enemies, but one enemy, who can cooperate its forces as one and organize its strikes so that they come at the same time and with the same purpose, rather than haphazardly as they have until now.
Commodore
Governor-General of Exeter
Bretonian Armed Forces