To: Lucas Gerald, Gallic Royal Police

[Silver]

Lucas, my love.

*She grins*

How's the war treatin' you?

I know, i know.. I still owe you a visit.

But.. This time is business, darlin'.

*Her laugh is a discrete one*

I'm always business.

So.. We are needin' a hefty cache of your fantastic guns and some hardware..

Namely a dozen or so of your snubs.. Ya know. Heavy fighter to bomber...

And a couple of your gunboats to spread out some pain.

*She smirks*

I know you've bein' watchin' us deliverin' heads after heads in that nifty contract of yours.

You peepin' Tom.

And for that favor.. I'll send 500 mio's to help your.. tight budget.

And that visit you so want. I'll even wear those leather boots you gave me.

*She grins at the camera*

Deal?

Silver.

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[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

[Miaou]

Bonsoir my Dear,

So, you want our ships? Joseph mentioned something about it, but I left him to it. Seems royalty can't get everything done, non?

You already have some of our guns, and you've been shooting down enough people to cripple our enemies. For that, I think you should get an update for some more guns. They will be sent with the next payment.

Our ships are a nice thing to fly, and they murder most anything that gets in front of the swords of Ze Arch. I can have a few ships routed your way in some transports, and maybe some extras off the book. The gunboats though. I'll only give you two of those on one condition.

Grande Guillotine needs to burn.

Burn that cursed pile of crap and you'll get some of ours.

Oh, and meet me at the Cafe on Gap station soon, I'd love to see you in those boots.

-Directeur Lucas Gerald, Gallic Royal Police

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[Silver]

My my, Lucas.

*She grins*

Blow up the Guillotine?

*She laughs*

It will be my eternal pleasure.

I got a check to cash in with that hunk of junk..

That is.. If it won't hug other battleships or the sun.

Nothin' new to you, i bet.

*She grins at the camera*

I'll meet you at the Café next week, while i deliver the next batch of kills.

Kisses,
Silver.

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[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

[Miaou]

I hope your venture goes well. If you can't find it soon, then maybe an explanation of what happened to those awkward Brigands. Who knows about them sometimes.

-Directeur Lucas Gerald, Gallic Royal Police

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[Silver]

Darlin' Lucas.

*She grins*

One big ass Guillotine.

*She laughs*

Scratched.

*She grins at the camera*

That big ol' sore won't be botherin' you boys again for a very loooooong time.

Kisses,
Silver.

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[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

[Miaou]

I've read the reports and have seen it is truly gone. Madame, your people do an amazing job. Merci. Two of our Gunboats will be sent your way. Use them with care, and for the right causes.

-Directeur Lucas Gerald, Gallic Royal Police

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