I have talked over some details with Brother Skyelius about the launch, and I am confident that a significant force can be organised. I will try to make it in space as early as possible.
The Black Emerald will surely cast a dark light on our foes!
Signal Origin: AFA Fallow Ground, New Tokyo
Signal Destination: Planet Crete, Omicron Gamma
Signal ID: Ambasador Ze'ev Barak, Diplomatic respresentitive Artisan Farmers Alliance
For: Corsair Elders
Re: Diplomatic tour
Elders of the Brotherhood, I am Ambasador Ze'ev Barak of the Artisan Farmers Alliance, I have alread spoke over long range comms with your Elder Costello, but I am making a diplomatic tour of Siruis to establash relations with freindly groups, and I would like permission to bring my ship to Planet Crete for a formal meeting with the elders. I am currently meeting with the Black Dragon Sociaty in New Tokyo, but when that is complete I would like to set course for Omicron Gamma, I will be in New Tokyo for mabye a day or two more, and then would set course for gamma, I await your response.
Comm ID: Captain Skyelius
To: All Corsair brothers and allies
Mis hermanos, the mission was a total success! The Black Emerald safely reached Planet Crete, with the confort that all enemies were destroyed! It is a great day for us all, and the new battleship will always be ready to assist should the allies of the Corsairs be in any danger. The ship's crew owes you all their lives, and wants you to know they have prepared several rounds of rum at the bar. I would like all who participated in protecting the Emerald to enjoy our fiesta down on the bar.
Viva los Corsairs, Black Squadron, BSG and everyone who risked their lives in Gamma today!
"It is a cold universe until you know God as your Father, and then it becomes a home. Even the next life simply becomes the Father's house, home."
—David Pawson
I agree. The fault is mine. I just wished others to know the whole story. I did not get orders from Brother Santos. I simply received some intel that was less than accurate. The choice to act on it was mine alone.
COM-ID: The Gentlemens Loser
To: Planet Crete Command
RE: Keepers
Today my ship went to lend aid to our Corsair base in Delta. As I entered Delta through the Kappa jump hole Keepers.Harbringer appeared on my scanners at a distance of 12k. I laid in a reciprocal course leading away from our base and Harbringer hoping to give time for our base to take appropriate measures and offload civilians to transport ships. At 3k Harbringer opened fire. A short time later Keepers.Prophecy came with in range and opened fire. Numerous Nomad fighters appeared and joined the keepers in battle. Concentrating my fire on Harbringer I managed to reduce their hull to 50% and inflict massive damage before my ship was destroyed. My escape pod managed to make it to the Kappa jump hole. I am in route to Crete now and plan on returning to Delta asap to salvage what is left of my ship and return it to Tripoli for repairs.
Message to: The Brotherhood
Comm ID: Teresa Chavez
Brothers and sisters!
I have another sad news for you. I just came from the Crete's Hospital where I spoke to Dr. Callisto, the chief doctor of surgery department. They tried all they could, including the latest method called 'Radiofrequency Ablation' (RFA) which was combined with chemotherapy but the lung tumor was already too developed and there was noting to be done to save him.
Brother Alexander passed away today at 4:32am Crete's time.
Teresa Chavez out.
If I die, I forgive you, father. If I live we shall see.....Teresa Chavez
A massive Osiris class battleship slowly orbits Tripoli shipyard. The general quarters alarm rings throughout the ship, All hands to general quarters. All hands to general quarters.
A tall dark man with a grey overflowing beard sits on the bridge brooding, Tactical, bring all guns online.
A young Corasair fresh out of high school nods quickly, his nerves fast becoming settled on his recent promotion to tactical bridge officer, Aye aye Captain all guns online.
The ship slows and turns its broadside towards Crete. The dark brooding man who is Captain James announces softly, Fire all guns.
The young ensign nods once quickly, Aye aye Captain. Firing all guns.
The massive firepower of The Gentlemens Loser lashes out into space. A small path is carved into the debris field for a brief time. Asteroids and bits of junk vaporize and melt. The barrage lasts for barely 3 seconds and ends.
Captain James presses his ships com button, Today a Brother has died. Let us commend his body to the deep. For we are born from it and we shall surely all return to it. Good journey to you Brother Alexander. GodSpeed.
The old man turns back to his bridge crew, Secure from general quarters and make ready to dock for repairs at Tripoli.
The ship is silent for a time as the crew remembers Brother Alexander and all Brothers who have finally lost the great fight. Soon they return to their duties and the huge ship begins its final approach.
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