To: The Captain of Alaska Grey | From: 101st Ghosts of Razgriz

[Stefz]

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[incoming.signal]
[decrypting.signal]

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From: 'HundredFirst Ghosts of Razgriz

Valente Rossi, Administrator

To: Captain of Alaska Grey, Sarissa-class Battleship

Re-routing/Sigma.broadband.spread - encryption Zeta-Alpha

Source: Corsica Outer Sanctum
Topic: A Stolen Sarissa-class Battleship

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[decoding.message]
[message.loads - opening.visual-transmission - reads]

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Whoever this is, I cannot wait to hear your explanation on the question - Why are you using a Sarissa without anyone's permission? I do understand that you Rogues are like scavengers, but l keep asking myself - Why weren't we contacted when you ran into a Sarissa wreckage? I will cut the crap and make this short - You are either going to return the ship to its rightful owners, or, you can always choose the hard way, and face the consequences that follow failure to cooperate with the Maltese leadership.

And there is one more thing - The Maltese laws clearly state that any foreign warships are strictly forbidden from entering Maltese core space, however, you dare not only to steal the warship from the Outcasts, but also to bring it in our backyard and use the vessel as a jump ship for Junkers. If you fail to follow my demands, you might find yourself not so welcome to the Maltese territory anymore.

You have been warned. I am expecting to hear from you soon.

For power. For Ishmael. For the Ghosts.
Salutes.
Valente Rossi.

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[visual-transmission.canceled - message.closed]
[encrypting.signal]
[signal.lost]

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[Texas Red]

-|Incoming Transmission|-
-|Source: Cassini|-
-|Sender: Grey|-
-|Subject: Read it.|-



Dear Maltese annoyance,



Good luck with whatever it is you're hoping to get out of this transmission, because I can say it wont go anywhere. You're not the first to attempt to steal our prize, and you wont be the last. So think for a second, slick. Is it really worth it? Your ships flew to our turf, we shot them down and kept one in lieu of payment for dealing with their one-man rebellions. It's ours now.




-|Signal lost.|-

[Fuski]

~Incoming Secondary transmission: ID-Mitch O'Holly~
~Source- Galileo~
~Encoding- Bust'm'if'n'u'can~
~Detriment code- 0010102**##@--- Activated~
~Proceeding with call:

"Ahem, Aye, it is a beaut isn't it? You gents up in them ther' Maltese spaces build 'em up right along with yer' women. The ship was quite the something when the Quietly Sly came o'er it. Almost torn in two. Decks 2 and 7 imploded. When we got it back home, we had the messy job of cleanin' up the bodies and blood once we got the levels re-pressurized and e'rthing else.

We can send back 'em bodies to ya's. But I ain't sendin' mah ship. Ol' Grey, the XO of mah ship sh'er does a mash up job makin' 'er float in th' sky. However it t'is MY ship. MY crew. MY time an' effort along with Captain Grey. Took the wreckage of about 9 or more of 'em Sarrissa's to get Grey up'n running.

Keep sendin' those huffer battlecattle to Liberty. Yeh' can be sure we got a steer to ride against 'em. Ironic as it be. Maybe we'll get one of 'em Ransur's too...

In short to your request to retrieve your ship... Stuff it."

*O'Holly gets up from his chair, The back of Captain Grey in the background can be seen. As O'Holly leans in to close the transmission, you hear one last thing.*

"Ain't no cardi-cravin' loony gettin' my ship..."

*Transmission end*
*Severing link- Draining Relay*

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