[color=#00AADD]Comms dir: [color=#00AAAA]Liberty Navy High Command Comms loc:Battleship Overlord, Hudson Comms ori:Admiral (in reserve) Sarah Willows
*That old, familiar figure called Sarah Willows appears on the screen, clearly sitting on the Overlord's bridge in full dress uniform and a serious look on her face, her tone calm and professional.*
[color=#99FFDD]Good morning Admirals Hale, MacTavish, Anderson and Commodore Robinson.
I won't waste your precious time by beating around the bush so I'll give you the summary.
On 0900 hours this morning I took over command of the Overlord and returned to my former post.
As expected, I got quite a warm welcome from most of the crew.
From some others not so much, but that's why they're being relocated to Houston as of this moment.
I've ordered the Overlord to pass to the Hudson system from Virginia after taking over command of the ship and we're currently orbiting Atka quietly and out of everyone's sight.
You may wonder why or not, as there haven't been any orders issued regarding my reinstatement nor regarding a relocation of the ship, but that's because I've been acting on my own, as I intend to do in the near future.
I think you can see where this is going by now and somewhere in your heads the question 'why' is ringing like the internal alarm bell of a Houston whore seeing three drunk sailors stumble her way in an alley.
I don't like where you're all going.
I don't like where Liberty is going.
I don't like the bull**** I had to pull out of my behind just so everyone can play nice with no particular result.
I don't even like how this war is going, hell if it wasn't for the women and the drinks I wouldn't even like Liberty at all.
All that and some other things I see people forgetting far too often everywhere all-around, but let's not get into details because it's too late anyway, isn't it?
Rhetorical question, and it marks the point at which I cut to the chase.
I am defecting, and so are most parts of my crew, along with the ship and everything aboard or in the depths of my brain.
And there's nothing you can do.
[font=Fixedsys][color=#FFFFFF]End of transmission.