UNLAWFUL CONTRACTS - RHEINLAND & LIBERTY - Unioner Bounty Board

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➸ [color=#BBBBBB]From: [font=Courier New]Winter

[color=#444444]➸ [color=#AAAAAA]Towards: [font=Courier New]Unioner Department Bounty Office

[color=#333333]➸ [color=#999999]Regarding: [font=Courier New]Red is <strike>dead</strike> funny.

[font=Microsoft Sans Serif][color=#99AAAA]One step, two step, three step, GO!

Going 'round, walking tall, I jump to Leeds and wha'd I see?
Ain't no sound, hit no wall, but four Reds are staring down the hall.

"What a weird looking ship." says one, others glare, I nod my head.
"Isn't it." still peace and quiet, ain't no rage and ain't none dead.

"I say we turn it to scrap." speaks one again. Red in many ways, or one?
I don't know, and I don't care, four to one just seems like fun.

Think ahead I tell myself, make it special, times like this be just too rare, so be a good girl, don't just dance.
Up and down, left and right, circles be the way of flight, shoot the fourth, just relax, ain't no hurry, there's a chance.

Call a man, Gullveig by name, let him come and share the fun, don't want the Reds to do a run.
Come by he does, but that don't cut it, it's alright, it ain't the plan, just ain't as simple as the sun.

More and more, split and wait, dance a bit, and take your time, it all goes easy with some wine.
Just a few, and a few more, minutes pass as they fly by, all pieces setting in so fine.

Listen closely as they come, the birds of prey, the pack of wolves, all chasing rats, a game so fun.
But worry not, they're not alone. A large one bellows, not seeing how he's this night's one.

Descend with glee, pierce shield, cut flesh, rip and tear what looked so mighty.
The trap has sprung, the Red is dead, and all my friends can tread on lightly.

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[font=Microsoft Sans Serif]Poetry aside we hope that you enjoyed the above footage as much as we did orchestrating this ordeal. Given the circumstances and the number of people involved in this display of trickery I may say that I speak for everyone when I state that a monetary reward for this Coalition Revolutionary Army casualty is not necessary, but I would ask that instead you see this as a token of our delight in occasionally working for the Unioner Department and remember our deeds in the future to come. Naturally, we are still Mercenaries and Freelancers alike and as Steve Holloway by far seemed to be the "greediest", if you wish to dipsense any monetary reward I ask that you send it to him.

As it didn't really take that long we also continued for a little stroll to Omicron Vargas but weren't able to score anything there. The remaining Coalition pilots present clearly appeared to have had enough. I've taken the liberty of attaching pictures showcasing the non-verbal part of their reaction to our presence, which should make you chuckle with glee. My regards and sayonara.

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