As the transmission comes into focus, it reveals a man with a serious expression sitting in a leather chair behind a desk. He leans forward slightly.
"My dear Jinx, it appears that you have experienced an unfortunate encounter with one of the Lane Witches. You should know that Morgan Le Fay is often barely in control of her own..."
The transmission is interrupted by a blinding flash of light and an explosion of sound followed by intense static. The static finally clears to reveal an entirely different room. A woman with hair as dark as midnight[size=small]steps into the picture and crosses her arms.
[font=Fixedsys]"Moriarty is a fool of a man, and so are you if you trust in him to give you any satisfaction, you little trollop! The moment your sneaky little IFF crossed my scanners I suspected that you were a troublesome little imp, and now I am certain of it. You were given ample opportunity to avoid a sound spanking but you preferred to simper and moan like a little boy. So now you are going to get what's coming to you!"
The woman picks up an enormous tome from a small nearby display stand and begins turning pages.
"I warned you that I would spell the very barnacles off your ship's hull and switch your eyes out with your ears and now you are going to see what...WHAT'S THIS?!!"
She looks up from the tome and the air seems to crackle with electricity. Only now can the viewer see that her eyes are as black as her tresses, yet they seem to radiate with a light of their own.
"And now the perfidy of the little imp is revealed in full," she whispers darkly. "I gave you the chance to buy back the remainder of your paltry life for the measly sum of 1 million credits, but now you've snuck into my lair and stolen a page from my book of spells! When I get my hands on you..."
Her speech falters and her gaze seems to dance around the room in momentary confusion before rising to a crescendo as she next speaks.
"Next time we meet the price will be 1 MILLION AND 1 CREDITS AND YOU WILL RETURN THAT PAGE! Otherwise I will spell your toenails off and replace them with your gizzard! Let's see you pilot a ship like that!"
There is a blinding flash and a tremendous cacophony of sound followed by static.
...encryption.in.progress...hack terminated...
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