Sender: Volunteer Joseph King Recipient: Xeno Alliance Communications Subject: Horns of the Bull
....I never thought when I left Texas I would encounter the biggest whackjobs in Sirius, guess I was mistaken, some grown ass man in Hellfire... wait, they go by the insurgency now, was pretending to be a little girl, I didn't take very kindly to it so I showed him right out of our green pastures.
....Not long after I showed that Sabre flying idiot off our turf, I ran across a Pelican flying around the sun, not exactly sure why, when I tried to talk to him he ran right for the cops, given he was a freelancer I should've just shot him on the spot, though the navy's abhorrent aim took him down right before I got the chance to punch through his ship with my falcon.
....Lucky me, another target, this time it was a bomber sporting a strange tag, they didn't seem to know much about anything, so I educated them on who's turf they were treading upon, some damn mercenary I guess. Lucky me I got a chance to punch straight through their engine with my falcon this time, that explosion was a rush. Wingman, what kind of dumb name is that, heard cattle on Houston with better names.