Ain't this a thing. Haven't seen so many 'traditional' Sichels since the old days! Sichels, Eagles, Senses...whatever the good folk could scrounge up at a moment's notice.
[A sudden pop - probably from a wine bottle. The sound of liquid being poured in a glass is heard.]
So anyway. Chances are the LWB movement is back on its tracks with this one. We really did do a number on those FA's. They really should've expected that treating people like shit will eventually land them into trouble.
[A sigh, followed by tongue popping]
So where does my story start? Where do I come into play? Well let me tell you - uh, myself. No, you! Dear listener. It started on...
...Cruiser Schwarzwald! My name's not important. My nickname is. 'Ace-12' I'm called. Yeah, the whole thing. A bit ironic considering my gambling skills are as good as - mm. They're not good. I'm terrible, actually. Someone out there is stealing all my luck, I swear.
I'm one of the fighters that regularly patrol around Cologne. My low end Eagle helps me do that - 'King' is his name. Strong, powerful. Fins ripped off because of a Shredder mine I took to the rear that one time...still haven't fixed them. I guess 'King' lacks a crown right now, no? Anyway. I'm out on patrol and just passing the race track next to Heisenberg. That's where the smart guys go to study and...race, I suppose? Love the place though. That's where I may or may have not lost half my credits.
I heard of this commotion that happened at Darmstadt. Someone got killed. Someone got detained - Sabine Schroder. She's a tough cookie to be honest. All of us at Schwarzwald decided that we've had enough of being someone else's pawns. Slimy foreigners of all people, too. So what did the mighty 'Ace' do? Join up with a bunch of ex-LWB folk. Transponders reset and cleaned off from what we previously had. It was really inspiring to see all of those return back to the roots.
Now after that we wasted no time setting up an ambush. Dozens of us ready to throw sickles, forks and plasma at the FAs. About thirty minutes in and the ambush worked. Sabine got rescued by one guy named 'Reaper-1', and me right behind them as an escort for the better part of the road home.
All in all? Great day. I even got free repairs from the Captain. No spare backfins though. Sorry 'King' - no crown for you yet.
What do you think, dear listener? Has the movement really returned, or is it just a spur of the moment that might bite us in the 'A' at some point and probably soon? Well, I'm still alone, but...well this channel will soon open up to the people on Schwarzwald. Encryption is fairly poor as is. Anyone here will be able to read it in a few hours.