From:Alice Marie To:Parties mentioned. Encryption:Closed communication channel. Message-type:Voice playback available. Text found below. Subject:Citizenship application. Text:
Bonjour,
I was wondering if I could get in touch with a representative to handle a citizenship application. I would prefer to meet in person to keep certain information confidential, however over a communication channel will do if necessary.
I was also wondering who I could speak with to get in touch with a "Commodore Kaze Dagon". I've tried different frequencies for a month now but nothing seems to be working.
Message Class: Audio-Visual
Encryption: John Smith's
From: Admiral John Redmond
Greetings Alice Marie,
John, despite his best efforts had the visage of a man hungover, eye shalf open as if the light offended them, a considerable helping of stubble on his cheeks.
I am more or less in the work of removing citizenships in Dublin than granting them, but your mention of Dagon has warranted my attention.
John began to look visibly annoyed, or was it physically sick? The alcohol content in his stomach was above and beyond what would be acceptable, even after 10 hours 'sleep', but being born on Leeds perhaps his stomach was altered somehow, he never gave it much thought. To settle himself he took a swig of an unknown cocktail, after which his face clearly squirmed to indicate the liquid was far from sweet
So love, what can I do for you? I'm the closest you'll get to Dagon unfortunately, the remains of her Manta are in the hanger bay of the Essex, along with a generous dollop of her DNA. I am blessed with a seat in government meetings representing the admiralty, perhaps with enough alcohol or persuasion I could solve your other issue. Depends on the nature of the application, and your nature too.
You're actually the second person looking for citizenship recently, guess the real estate on Exeter is tempting for many Expats.
Regards,
Admiral John Redmond
Dreadnought Venerable, Essex Battlegroup
Bretonian Armed Forces
From:Alice Marie To:Admiral Redmond. Encryption:Closed communication channel. Message-type:Voice playback available. Text found below. Subject:Citizenship application. Text: Admiral,
My apologies and thoughts, I wasn't aware she had... passed. I was looking to make some amends, there are a few others. Kaze was just one of the ones I had more frequent run ins with.
I was... hoping to obtain citizenship on New London, or Cambridge. Pardon me, but I don't know exactly what "Exter" *struggling to pronounce* is. Currently I'm traveling, maybe even looking to contribute to something for a time. I wanted to make my place of residence in Sirius - Bretonia.
Message Class: Audio-Visual
Encryption: John Smith's
From: Admiral John Redmond
Greetings Alice Marie,
Citizenship is house wide.
I'll ask again, who, what are you?
Dagons name does not grace many lips, are you worthy of interest or should I direct you to the nearest immigration center?
Regards,
Admiral John Redmond
Dreadnought Venerable, Essex Battlegroup
Bretonian Armed Forces
From:Alice Marie To:Admiral Redmond. Encryption:Closed communication channel. Message-type:Voice playback available. Text found below. Subject:Citizenship application. Text:
Admiral,
Dagon and I didn't exactly know each other on a positive note until towards of the end of the war. I was a Marchale in the old Royal Navy, but a reality check saved me mostly before the end of the war. I know this might come with a bitter taste, a royalist turned democratic just in time to help make stand before the end. It's the reason why I wanted to mend to some of the hostilities I had.
Everyone else was right and I was wrong, but I'll talk more about that another time.
If you deem me not worthy of interest, that's up to you, Admiral. I'm not one to judge any of you right now.
From:Alice Marie To:Admiral Redmond. Encryption:Closed communication channel. Message-type:Voice playback available. Text found below. Subject:Citizenship application. Text:
Admiral,
Barra Anchorage in Tau-31, myself and the Lynx I have parked here. I can meet you halfway, maybe in Leeds or I can just head straight for New London. No issues, I do have a bit of luggage though.
Message Class: Audio-Visual
Encryption: John Smith's
From: Admiral John Redmond
You want to fly a Lynx, through Leeds and into New London, on the very same warpath your former buddies did? You better be a sweet talker or give good head, because no amount of approval I give you will guarantee your safety from a trigger-happy solider who had friends, family or even a pet dog on Leeds. Err, let us be a bit more subtle eh? Go through Baffin, Newcastle and we will hold hands in Manchester eh?
John was slowly regaining what he, and probably he alone considered his fine wit and sharp tongue as the tonic he downed earlier did its work on his hangover.
All you have to worry about is some Gaians in that part, and what are they going to do with those floppy cocks they call ships, eh? Bore you to death with the rants on veganism?
Oh, and are you intending on keeping that ship of yours? It didn't help them win the war, did it? Perhaps a change into something more elegant is in order!
Regards,
Admiral John Redmond
Dreadnought Venerable, Essex Battlegroup
Bretonian Armed Forces
From:Alice Marie To:Admiral Redmond. Encryption:Closed communication channel. Message-type:Voice playback available. Text found below. Subject:Citizenship application. Text:
Admiral,
Look, I understand you lost your home. Thing's didn't end well on our part either, I've been branded as an oppressor and a traitor twice. I have to live with that, the same way you have to live with what happened. I've been where you are now, only with wine.
I don't mean disrespect when I take a very direct approach to this whole thing. I'll take the route you mentioned, the Lynx stays with me. It's not wearing royalist colors anymore, I'll stow it somewhere and take commercial transportation around if needed.
Message Class: Audio-Visual
Encryption: John Smith's
From: Admiral John Redmond
Clearly in need of a nap, John was seeking to end the conversation swiftly.
Okay, great, splendid, lovely. A handful of Templars will be idling next to the New London gate, it will be painfully obvious that they are waiting for you as military ships do not usually idle. See you on the flip-side.
Regards,
Admiral John Redmond
Dreadnought Venerable, Essex Battlegroup
Bretonian Armed Forces