Well, look who woke me up, honey.
It’s been ages since I got a fresh pic of a Corsair getting all cwispy. Are they teetering on extinction, or just auditioning for it?
Anyway, here’s your payment, sweetie.
Now be a doll and bring me more fireworks tomorrow, hmm?
What in tarnation is that kill-cam?
I’ll allow it this time, but take that payout and buy a real recorder, sweetie. Next submission needs to prove you took out the trash at the correct address.
This badly cropped mess doesn’t cut it.
P.S. Lasagna? Corsairs are that hungry, huh? Looks like your wish for their deaths paired with our own crusade are successful, they have less and less of their kin to dine upon. Pleasure doing business, miss MacDone.
Ah, that’s some truly scrumptious lasagna you sent me, sweetheart, compliments to the chef!
Feel free to dish out seconds; I’m not on a diet like those Corsairs.
Credit where it’s due, sweetheart: you diverted the Nomad swarm onto the Core line and cleaned them up neatly. Convoy covered, rocks moved, crisis averted, Bounty approved.
Since those filthy, tentacled darlings are getting frisky again, I’ll ping HQ about sweetening the pot. Apparently “saving humanity” isn’t obvious to everyone.
Cash transferred. Try spending it on ammo, not booze, hm?
Hello Karen!
Long time, no chat! My pockets are kinda empty as well.
We had a little bit of fun in space a few cycles ago. Some flying sidedishes attacked one or several of your mining vessels.
The Core were there and happy to assist. Managed to bag 2 of the larger ones.
The Captain of the Blackwater is not registered, but since he is Core as myself, I got his permission to claim for both, for one the kills.
The other one, well I put a beating on it, but your Aquilon Captain and its crew managed to put it out of its misery. Would be nice to get a bit from that one too, since we're hanging around and risking our necks to save your miners... who for some reason keep venturing into that damn cloud to get themselves killed! You lot doing Slog and Cardamine at the same time?
Well, without further ado:
Sum owed: 500.000
Long time no see, sweetheart. I do wonder if your friends ever actually see the credits, your pockets are so full of holes I could fly a barge through them. Not that I’m judging how you made those holes, of course…
And it isn’t just our miners on the line. Since Zeta fell, those foul beasts have been hitting anything that moves; the more we vaporize now, the less they’ll have to throw at Delta.
Cash sent via Durban. Try not to leak it all before you dock, hmm?