The transmission shows Vorandril sitting on the bridge of his confference class gunboat with his fedora, slacks, and red button down shirt. He also wore a rather amiable smile.
"Hello there! I'm contacting you on behalf of a ship that works for me. The GW4-Eradicahn has been making somewhat regular trade runs to Crete to bring food and medical supplies to the planet. I'm uploading some datalinks for you to browse in that regard. Sorry for the poor quality of the logs. The Eradicahn's systems need worked on rather badly." ((I don't know why the screenshots keep getting cut off. These really are all separate trips.))
The links pop up as he presses a few buttons on the console.
"I was curious if the Eradicahn would be granted permission to dock at crete and have safe passage from Corsair vessels while passing through your system? And on this note, I'd like this request to be applicable to the other members of Pheonix as well. Our ships are tagged with this symbol-"
Again, a few short buttons presses later reveal the tag.
(\^/)
"If giving this privelage to the whole of our group is too much, then I understand. I only ask this so that relations between Zoners and the Corsair people might improve even further. We're neighbors after all, and I'd like things to be less 'tense' between members of both organizations."
Vorandril takes off his hat and puts it against his chest with a rather wide smile, "Please reply at your earliest convenience. I look forward to hearing from you."
Fighting to your last breath is a benchmark, not a goal.
We Corsairs have a long memory. Ships wearing the mark you mention have been foulmouthing and even shooting Corsairs on several occasions. This happened while these brave Corsairs were risking their lifes behind enemy lines. Your organisation even sends the BAF after Corsairs fighting the war in Bretonia.
Come anywhere near Corsair space and our people will remove you by force. Do not take us for stupid señor. A good Zoner is a neutral one, not one playing under the same hat as our enemies.
Vorandril is now obviously rather mad, not in his usual seat but now at the communications console, "I would apologize, but this isn't excusable. Who was doing this? They have either my guns to answer to, or yours. Pheonix is not a group for starting fights, especially not with the Corsairs. What manner of hair brained IDIOT picks fights with a people who have superior numbers and superior firepower? And all for petty old grudges!"
The man runs his hands through his hair, "I came to you asking for docking rights for food and medicine. I still hold that request for the Eradicahn, sir. As for the other members of Pheonix..."
He growled out the words, "There is indeed going to be a reckoning. And it will be delivered by putting boot to *ss."
Fighting to your last breath is a benchmark, not a goal.
Interesting. Here I was expecting yet another "no we didn't do it". Instead I see a man who takes responsibility. You seem like a man we can reason with.
Now here is the deal señor. Deliver us the people that made this vital mistake, along with a compensation of 20 million credits to the Corsair.Treasury We will make an example out of them, and return their remains if you wish so.
Hasta la vista. +Elder Juanez ''el Presidente" Buonocore+
Vorandril is again at his usual seat and is much calmer, though obviously still displeased over this situation. With that in mind, his voice is still rather courteous while he addresses the corsair, "If you can supply me the list of ships that took part in this, I will see what I can do. I'm but one gunship but I may be able to get help. I have only one request in regards to the offenders;
I'd like them back alive. They may be idiots, but they are idiots within Pheonix. Our organization is, as much as I hate to admit, too small to justify the loss of any ships we have available. I can promise you that when they're returned to me, I will make their lives a living hell so they'll know for sure to not cross that line ever again. If they do, I'll be right along side you blasting their vessel into deep space. In pieces."
Fighting to your last breath is a benchmark, not a goal.
Good sir, I will do what I can to wrangle these members of pheonix. I will need the list of ships involved in the attack. Any evidence you can supply as well will make this all the easier.
Fighting to your last breath is a benchmark, not a goal.