From: Jennifer Haze To: Isla Nazumaki Source: Unknown Subject: - _
Isla,
It seems like you haven't had much luck with me lately. Or noluckatall, really.
But I'm not sending this to mock you. I can recognise a skillful fighter when I see one. And I'm sure I can guarantee you better cashflow and more appreciation than whatever Holliday is giving you.
From: Lieutenant Isla Nazumaki
To: Jennifer Haze
Subject: A -very- bad joke
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Haze,
The mere existence of this communication message mocks me. But let me get one thing correctly, out of the people you've met in Liberty who have sided against you the one you choose to 'bribe' to come on your side is me? Should I remind you how our past conversations have gone? I would be more willing to quit my job and be homeless for the rest of my life than join people like you. Unfortunately for you, I am not going to be quitting my job anytime soon.
You're right on one thing though, I -certainly- haven't had any luck with you. Trying to take you down along there was a major mistake, in fact I will make sure I don't even gang up on you in the future, as that has proven ineffective too. Instead, I do have a gunboat that is getting rusty in the dry-dock since I don't fly it that often, and if the need arises, the Elizabeth is always ready to pick up. You know - some people say 'if you can't beat 'em, join 'em', what I like to say is 'if you can't beat 'em, ignore 'em'. Tends to work in most cases, especially when you're on a fighter and I am on a Defiant or an Interdictor. At which point I'd like request that you contact your Reaver affiliated friends and ask them how much pain they've received -trying- to take me down on those ships. They're the type of people to gang up on me, notice that they are losing the fight and just bug out, not even ballsy enough to get shot down.
I hope you have at least -some- sense in your head and quit being a disturbance.
From: Jennifer Haze To: Isla Nazumaki Source: Unknown Subject: - _
Isla,
Isla, Isla.
You have far too pretty of a face for an idealist.
It's all in your head. Past conversations? I'm a professional, sweetheart, have I ever said a bad word against you or your Freelancer friend? Meanwhile, you were out there just calling me names from the safety of a station. But, as they say, sticks and stones. Tachyon hurts more than words, as I'm sure you've had the misfortune to find out. I'm even willing to forgive the "trashy female" remark.
You misunderstand your position in all of this. It's all just market forces at work. Your boys in blue have been doing such a remarkable job shooting up Rogues that they hired me to curtail you so they can shoot up transports for their cargo. You want to hole up in a battlecruiser because of fear for your life? I'm sure the Rogues will appreciate that.
It's all a matter of flexibility, honey. And you have none, you're playing draughts in a chess match. Reconsider.