*Transmission feed detection!!*
*Communications Identification: David Harris*
*Message relayed to: Matriarch of the Kiretsu, CC: Duke of Norfolk Sir Jack Fraser*
Salutations, dear Matriarch. I hope this message finds you in good health. I also wish to bid you, Sir Fraser, a hearty hello as well, should you be reading this.
Now then, let me first start off by stating who I am. Name's David Harris; hauler for Interspace Commerce. I have been shipping goods for the Bretonian Crown for quite some time now; all made possible by an ol' friend of mine: Ozei Ruousha.
To the point: Sir Fraser has informed me that I am to be shipping two Crane's full of MOX to the Battleship Matsuda in the Okinawa System. Having shipped for Sir Fraser for around a month now, I suppose he felt that I was the most trustworthy man for the job.
As such, here are the shipments of MOX: Their starting and ending points, along with date and time stamped snapshots.
I am ignorant as to what the cause for all of this is. Either a good show of faith, or a bargain of sorts, I haven't the slightest. I do however, wish to extend an invitation to you, dear Matriarch. I am openly available to bring in whatever sort of supplies and whatnot you require to the Matsuda. I frequently visit the system of Okinawa, so I thought it fair that I should offer a bit of compensation for waltzing through your part of space.
Sir Fraser, should you need anything else of me, or Ozei, do either of us know and I shall see what I can work out between the lad.
As a final note to the Matriarch of Kiretsu: Do go easy on the lad if you see 'em, would you? Ozei that is. He's a good kid; I'd hate to see anything unfortunate happen to him. Last I heard he seemed a bit uneasy about your whole "civil war" deal. Not exactly sure what the lad meant, but I could tell that he did not want to hinder either side.
Whether you take my words of advice or not, dearest Head Mistress, is up to you. I am confident however, that you shall see reason with your vast wisdom, and come to a decision that would benefit the both of us. I would hate to have to withdraw my invitation merely because an ol' pal of mine got busted up pretty bad.
Besides my ramblin's on boring details, I have little else to say. I hope to continue to be of service to you, Sir Fraser, and hope that I may be of usefulness to you, dear Matriarch.