One apologises but she could not help but intercept such a poorly encrypted transmission. She took the time to read over what was said in the transcripts so far and comes to a very simple conclusion.
This deluded individual certain knows very little of who he is truely dealing with, while many wiser and more respectful do know and understand the Phantoms. Certainly we understand more than this obviously handicapped person appears to be.
It does seem to this one that the responses he sends in return are simply uninformed and reckless. Either way, this one finds the idea of killing him, should he be seen anywhere near this one or her home, would be a service not to just the Phantoms, but all others who this foolish one threatens by provoking the Phantoms.
Other than that, he seems to thrive on the responses from members of the Phantoms. If one may respectfully suggest, those of the Phantoms simply not give him more to feed on and continue speaking out without using what little intelligence he may have had.
*bows slightly*
One way or the other, if this one could, she'd enjoy watching the Phantoms tear him very slowly apart. Perhapes if this one catches him, she will deliver him to you for just that.
Have you had a nice break Phantoms? Finished searching for me yet? Don't worry I'll be out and about soon. It'll be nice to test out my new toys. Let's the game of catch begin soon enough. As long as all of my toys are completed when I asked. See you soon.
-Transmission cut-
Lan's Logs
These cover the growth of my characters.
Syn stalked into the Temples comm room, tail twitching. Picking out bits of his last meal from between his teeth, he turned to the engineer sitting at the desk.
"No need to move, morsel. I simply wish to send this communication on the frequency we've been getting recently."
The engineer looked nervous, Syn was known for his mercurial temper and the fact that it was impossible to know if it had changed were you the target of his wrath. Hunger, anger, frustration, confusion, or in fact any other of a million reasons could change it in a heartbeat. If his ire was meant for you, you'd be dead, or worse, within seconds.
The engineer input the recording into the machinery, and Syn watched the various screens indicate the transmission had gone through.
So morsel, you wish to posture and show the sector your manliness by taking out some petty pilots. Know that not everyone is allowed access to our equipment, and you may have noticed these weren't given any. What does that say to you? It would tell me they are mere nothings, pawns, peons, meat if you will. You however are a different story, yes, a very different story indeed. Your posturing has brought you to my attention, and by extension the attention of the Eidolon himself. I could tell you that you will be hunted, I could tell you that if one of our Slayers should find you, your life will be forfeit, and I could tell you that if I find you I will make the end of your existence the single most drawn out moment of exquisite agony you will ever experience, or I could say simply this:
Frankly we don't care.
Syn out.
Transmission Ends
Saint Del is considered a holy healer of diseases of children, but also as a protector of cattle.