To: Outcasts, Rogues, Outcast Allies
Location: New Madrid LRT Station, Planet Malta, Omicron Alpha
A hooded man, Emilio Santini, appears on screen, a projector behind him and armed guards at his side. The man to his right is familiar to most Maltese bar patrons, Santiago Mirez - elite marksman and agent of the Mirage. The Kusari woman to his left is unknown to all outside of Mirage.
"We have had a recent incident with a foolish Rogue Gunship and Werewolf pilot. He was ordered out of Alpha. He didn't listen. He attacked the 101st patrol that ordered him out." Emilio pauses, slowly shaking his head. "Then later, he did finally leave, but he said something rather entertaining on the way out."
"That was provided to us by Lieutenant Abusaid. He wants war? We will give him war. Any ship bearing the name MonsterLR or any variation thereof is to be shot on sight. Especially if he's seen in our space. If he foolishly lands on our bases, I want him executed on the spot." Again, he paused, and the projector image shifted to a Werewolf sitting in a hangar on Malta.
"On a related note, Rogues, Security Team Upsilon seized one of his Werewolves on Malta. Do you have something that can come to pick it up, or would you prefer if we kept it?"
The woman stepped forward and spoke. "Any questions or comments can be directed to Don Santini. I believe we've covered everything here."
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Comm ID: Crime Boss Sylpheed
Sold another idiot a gunboat, eh? Those dealers in Terre Haute will hear about it. And if he's a Rogue, he ain't one of mine. Seem to remember one of the boys mentioning something about him before. In any case, consider him dead. Keep the Werewolf, I'll confiscate the gunboat.