:: Connecting to Network ::
:: Sending Credentials - Sylpheed ::
:: Connection Established ::
I grow more weary with each passing request. Do you realize how this looks? Not only have you neglected to do your homework, ensuring an angry Sylpheed, but you've made the request in the wrong place. No. I'm not going to hold your hand. And I see that already one of my Underbosses has taken the liberty of showing you the door. If we see that you've somehow acquired this ship, we'll take the liberty to show you our guns.
**ReconectingTransmition**
**ID- William Blackheart**
"Listen mate, looks like I got off on the wrong foot 'ere. I can tell you want more than just the 30million,
I will give 50% of the loot to the Liberty Rogues, if a Liberty Rogue is close by at the time of the pirating, I will also will follow all Liberty Rogeurules and regulations while in Libety space. I can also put myself "on call" if an extra gunboat would be usfull in a fight one of your members have gotten into.
Dose this deal sute you? Are there any other stipulations that you might agree to?"
Looks like ya didn't really get what Eva'n Sylpheed told ya.
No'mally ya're gonna ask us fo' Crap like Ships'n Guns onna diff'rent Chann'l. But 'cuz I'm sli't'ly drunk'n I really dun' havva Clue where that Chann'l's, I'm gonna do this here.
We dun' havva Clue who're ya're 'nyway. Ya coulda be some Randomah takin' the Ship to Bredonia o' ev'n Kusari. Second Thin' woulda be ya Offah. I dun' want ya Cash landin' in some random Rogue's Pocket. I wanna drop it in mah Pocket. O' that A'moury.
'nothah Thin' Boy. We dun' have Rules, we jus' got Cash. Ya pay that Cash, o' ya bug off. Prob'bly hu't when ya're a silly Tradah.
"Who is it doing this synthetic type of alpha beta psychedelic funkin'?"