You might Remember me from the little incident in Omega-5 that happened not too long ago. I am Erik Meier, Ex Premier of the Sirius Coalition ,and now i am on the run. You saved my life in Omega 5 , and i see it as luck that you were around. I would like to meet with you on Neutral Grounds to deliver the agreed 10 Million Credits for saving my life from the following Revolutionaires. Please contact me with a location and time of your Choosing.
Didn't knew it was you. I mean, there i was travelin' to a meetin'.
And suddenly, i see a bloody Revo bein' shot at by a bloody Commie excuse
of an attack wing. It was good business at the time. Ten mills to save a poor
commie hide, while pop'in more commie hides. I mean. All i needed was another
bottle of Jack and i would have thought i died... again... and went to heaven.
*Shudders*
Now that would be boring.
Hell is so much better as a playground.
Though, wasn't expectin' the poor commie to be the Premier...
*Lights up a Cretan cigar and exhales the smoke*
So.. Freeport One. Head to the Blood Money bar.
And ask the bartender for a shot of death.
We'll be talkin' in no time.
*Flashes a predator like grin*
Kisses,
Silver.
[8:32:45 PM] Dusty Lens: Oh no, let me get that. Hello? Oh it's my grandma. She says to be roleplay.
[12:12:00] Traxit: this is smut stop
Silver,
Indeed that "Poor Commie Hide" was myself. I am glad you accepted the job and saved me. I am enroute to Freeport One as we Speak. I shall arrive within the hour. A Shot of Death.. How Original, but i will be there none the less.