Upon entering his quarters on Ouray, Didacus swiftly reached for a bottle of liquor.
Sweat from the previous battles were still running on his forehead as he reached for the voice recorder lying on the table.
..INCOMING TRANSMISSION..
Comm ID: XA-Machete
Origin: Ouray Base
The California System.. A large system, indeed. But crawling with Cardamine junkies, and other evildoers.
Dwarfpipe, Stiletto and I set upon the task of protecting the lanes from these wicked people.
It did not take long before finding our adversaries.
And as such I must congratulate the engineers on Ouray for their fine perfection working on this ship.
It performed admirably.. Although I must remember to keep easy on the trigger.. Black Widows tend to overheat easily.
Our valiant efforts were in vain, however, as a certain Hale forced us to leave the area.
If only these people could see reason. We are not the enemy..
But instead they put labels on us, name us "Terrorists". Well, I say enough.
If they refuse to see reason, we will have to.. *Static* their.. *Static* and.. *Static*..