Location: Planet Manhattan - New York
Recipient: ~Warhol~
*Communication channel opens, an Office is seen in the background, Saber grabs a chair and sits on it*
Hello there, you might know me, or maybe not remember me. I am the pilot of the DSE)Dakota, I happened to find you on the lanes some time ago...
I really didn't have much trouble with you on that encounters. But I heard that you're harassing my employees, and not even giving them enough time to comply with your requests... And some people already know that I cannot tolerate umpatient pirates.
Countdowns are not healthy... and more when they're short and I know who makes them...
You're playing with my patience, as I already received several complaints and tried to calm the afected people...
But it's enough...
May you be making a living or not through piracy, please remember that you're getting your booty from someone that worked hard for it, and that at least, you should have a minimal politeness and give a margin to our traders.
Quote:[02.10.2011 03:44:41] ~Warhol~: Cut your engine or your destruction will follow!
[02.10.2011 03:44:59] Drake_Forsythe: Ahem
[02.10.2011 03:45:01] ~Warhol~: give me 2 millions now
[02.10.2011 03:45:09] ~Warhol~: you have 10 sec
[02.10.2011 03:45:16] ~Warhol~: 8
[02.10.2011 03:45:17] ~Warhol~: 7
[02.10.2011 03:45:21] ~Warhol~: 6
[02.10.2011 03:45:22] ~Warhol~: 5
[02.10.2011 03:45:25] ~Warhol~: 4
[02.10.2011 03:45:29] ~Warhol~: pay man
[02.10.2011 03:45:30] Drake_Forsythe: Fine, hold on
[02.10.2011 03:45:31] ~Warhol~: pay
[02.10.2011 03:45:36] ~Warhol~: ok
[02.10.2011 03:46:08] ~Warhol~: tkx
[02.10.2011 03:46:12] ~Warhol~: just go
[02.10.2011 03:46:21] Drake_Forsythe: Develop those speaking skills, and you'll have more fun mate
May it be a mistake or not, I don't care about monetary benefit very much, as long as we can provide cover and protection to our team members, but I won't tolerate such kind of actions that could harm our morale level...
Now. It's your time to explain yourself. And to let you feel like my employees under your menance, I'll make the same...
*Saber stands up and fists the desk*
You have 24 hours to explain how are you going to improve your speaking skills... Or at least, give us a little apology... I don't ask for more.
*Saber raises his fist*
If you don't... Better don't tempt me...
Twenty three hours, Fifty nine minutes...
*A minute passes*
Twenty three hours, Fifty eight minutes...
I'll be back later to remember you the countdown...
*Communication Channel Opens, Saber's face is in fullscreen, showing a wide smile*
Five hours, five minutes... last countdown warning.
You might find me in person on space aswell, that could count as a talk if you're not listening to this comm frequencies.