**..unknowingly..{explorers}..jump/reach..~secret space~...{dyson sphere}...'theirs' unaware of -our-.. ~plans~..**
**..creation of ~second home~..(?)..-we- suffer..~memories~..**
**..-we-..seek ~revenge~..(!)..(pain)..**
**..amount of ~dead souls~..increase..(gratification)..**
**..-they-..count..erased 'darklings'..**
**..the -community- is pleased..(!)..~swords~..remain lethal..(warmth)..**
**..-entity-..calls..'Hass'..reports..~activity~..within {Bretonia space}..(!)..**
**..-ours- is amused..of 'their' ~ignorance~..(joy)..**
Wilde.McFadden: "Greetings police, I think we just nabbed you an arms smuggler!" Wilde.McFadden: "Oh, hello armed forces!" Wilde.Hass: "Indeed, he was about to smuggle them into Gallia space." Wilde.McFadden: "I just saw a ship full of munitions!" Wilde.McFadden: "Can you believe Libertonians these days?" BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: Aye-aye, tell me more about your damn ship. BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: Drop your Wilds now. Wilde.Hass: "It was a smuggler, covered as passenger liner." BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: They're illegal in Bretonia and have to be destroyed with harsh force. Wilde.Hass: "Our what?" BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: Your Wild pilots. Wilde.Hass: "Oh, those pilots don't belong to us." BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: Good. BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: You work for the Crown? Wilde.McFadden: "I'm just a miner whose lane was cut" Wilde.Hass: "I'm a honorable Freelancer." Wilde.McFadden: "When that Gallic fellow opened fire!" BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: Oh, drop also those human-modified nomad blasters. Wilde.Hass: "And I've been a victim of that smuggler." Wilde.McFadden: "There was an IMG transport that came by who also saw this smuggler" BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: And the second one..? Wilde.Hass: "He tried to kill me, since I've seen his blackmarket munitions load." BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: I'm also quite curious where have you got them. BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: And under which license are you operating? BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: You don't seem like MI5 guy to me. Wilde.Hass: "Why are you that interested in me, instead of that embargo breaker, we've killed for you?" Wilde.McFadden: "he saved me in any case!" Wilde.McFadden: "Clearly a hero." BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: Because you may be much more dangerous. Wilde.Hass: "What makes you think that?" BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: Isn't that obvious anyway? BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: Drop your second nomad gun, now. Wilde.Hass: "What's a 'nomad gun'...I'm confused." Wilde.McFadden: "It's a gun without a home of course!" Wilde.Hass: "Well, if Freelancers of my kind aren't welcome within Bretonia, I'll leave at once. BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: Alright, Hass, you're under arrest. You are to land your ship immediatly. Something's not clear. BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: Follow me to planet Leeds now. Wilde.McFadden: "But, he's a hero!" Wilde.Hass: "However, showing a bit thankfullness wouldn't have been wrong." Wilde.Hass: "If you say so." BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: We'll show that thankfullness once we're assured you're not an enemy. BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: Wrong tradelane. BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: I said Leeds. BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: So you're trying to escape, nomad freak? BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: This won't end well for you! BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: What's the meaning of this?! Wilde.Hass: "I thought it'd be wise to leave Bretonia as fast as possible." Wilde.Hass: "Since you're trying to blame me for something..." BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: You're ignoring local authority? BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: This won't go easy. Wilde.McFadden: "What are you going to do to this nice freelancer?" Wilde.Hass: "It appears like you don't like my face, right?" BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: We're going to perform an anti-nomad check on him. I don't like his ship. Wilde.McFadden: "Maybe it would look good with one of those hats the BAF wear?" Wilde.Hass: "What is a 'nomad-check'...some kind of torture?" BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: I think you confuse them with BPA hats, which's slighly more famous. BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: No, not really. Just medical test. Wilde.McFadden: "Oh, yes, those are quite nice" Wilde.McFadden: "Are you after his liver?" Wilde.Hass: "Medical test? I don't trust you." BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: You don't have to trust me, but you have to pass it. Wilde.Hass: "He's after my blood!" Wilde.McFadden: "But you need that!" BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: Oh, why'd I need your blood, it's done by usual medics, not by me. BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: I'm military man, not some kind of physician. Wilde.Hass: "But I don't need a doctor, I'm feeling fine." BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: I don't care how you feel, you're to land on Leeds at once. Wilde.Hass: "Leeds? I can't handle the smoke there." Wilde.McFadden: "I hear it is unhealthy" BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: Well, that's your problem. Wilde.Hass: "Can't we go to Planet New London instead?" BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: 2-3 hours of being on surface won't kill you for sure. BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: No, you can't. Wilde.Hass: "And what if the Gallics start an assault on Leeds, just as I'm landed there?" BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: Then it'll be your luck. Wilde.McFadden: "What if this fellow is actually a Gallic spy and is trying to put a Gallic surveillance device in your liver?" Wilde.Hass: "I find it a bad idea. I've also heard that the medicals on Leeds are awful." BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: I don't care how you see it. You choose to ignore local authority?! Wilde.Hass: "What if I'm your superior, being on an undercover mission in civil?" BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: Get on moving, Hass. Wilde.McFadden: "I hear the Queen quite likes to pilot civilian bombers" BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: I'm not joking. Wilde.Hass: "To New London, yes?" BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: To the Leeds. Wilde.Hass: "How about Planet Cambridge?" BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: I'm not going to listen to your excuses. Leeds. Wilde.McFadden: "I hear Curacao is nice" Wilde.Hass: "I mean Leeds really is the least place I'd like to orbit at." BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: None of my concern. My job is to ensure you're not another infectee. Wilde.Hass: "Another? Do you often happen to see those?" BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: Hey, what's that shield... Wilde.Hass: "It's half organic. A hispanic sold it to me." BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: Not really, but we're under instructions to check every potential infectee. Wilde.Hass: "He said it brings luck." BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: So you deal with spaniards? BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: Even better for you. Get on moving, I said! Wilde.Hass: "I'm a Freelancer, I deal with anyone, but I'm only allied with myself." Wilde.Hass: "Don't tell me, I'm the first of such kind you've ever met?" BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: It's none of your concern. Stop talking and get to moving. Wilde.Hass: "Okay, I'll proceed to Planet New London." BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: I said Leeds. Wilde.Hass: "Leeds is a nightmare." BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: And I still said Leeds. Wilde.Hass: "I'd like to receive a bit respect." Wilde.Hass: "You'll put me into a mine there, don't you?" BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: I'll put you in one of military hospitals for check, of course. [RS]Kersai: Gallic cruiser near Leeds Wilde.Hass: "Trying to get all the ressources out of that ugly planet, before it falls into the hands of the gallics." Wilde.Hass: "Speaking of..." BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: Roger that, I'll alert my superiors. Wilde.Hass: "How about we help you with that gallic, sir?" BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: Eh? HX17-Sierra.Nevada: Copy, making an alternate Route. Wilde.Hass: "To show you our trust." BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: Don't try to get out of my reach. BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: I don't need your trust. Wilde.Hass: "I wouldn't." BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: I need you to comply with my demand. Wilde.Hass: "If we go to New London instead." BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: To the Leeds, I said! Wilde.Hass: "I'd at least offer you my help against the gallic forces." Wilde.Hass: "Don't you think that bretonian civilians are in danger right now?" BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: If you're potential infectee, we can't guarantee safety of the Crown subjects on London. Wilde.Hass: "Considering that we just heard about gallics." Wilde.Hass: "Speaking of the crown's safety. Is Sprague already colonized?" BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: That's none of your concern either. Wilde.Hass: "Could you tell those ships to disengage?" BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: I'm not really talkative, and you don't really make me to be. BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: They'll get off you once we get to the Leeds. Wilde.Hass: "Just great, now they've damaged my engines even more." Wilde.Hass: "Should have told them to stop." Wilde.McFadden: "I know a thing or two about engine repair, should I take a look?" Wilde.McFadden: Since you saved me and all" Wilde.Hass: "Sure, go ahead." Wilde.McFadden: "Oh that's bad" Wilde.Hass: "Can it be fixed?" Wilde.McFadden: "We may need a lifter" Wilde.McFadden: "At Southampton probably" Wilde.Hass: "Mhm, I'll wait here." BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: Doesn't mean you'll simply get away, though. Wilde.Hass: "I could proceed to Leeds with my side thrusters." BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: Go ahead. Wilde.Hass: "Getting a lifter might be faster." BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: It's unlikely we've got any spare lifters at the moment. Wilde.McFadden: "Maybe I could use my tractor to pull you along?" BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: That ship weighs too much, don't be naive. BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: Damn... Wilde.McFadden: "Are those Gallics there?" Wilde.Hass: "Did you just saw that?" Wilde.McFadden: "Good call on not wanting to be there for the invasion!" BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: Looks like it, but I can't leave you out. Wilde.Hass: "A black hole appeard, taking that ship." Wilde.Hass: "I could either wait here, or support you." BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: Your engines are broken, how'd you support me? Wilde.Hass: "True that." Wilde.McFadden: "It looks like only his cruise engines are down though" Wilde.McFadden: "See those springs that shouldn't be sticking out?" BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: Then GET MOVING TO LEEDS NOW. Wilde.Hass: "Oh why haven't you told me that earlier?" Wilde.McFadden: "I thought you'd try pushing the forward button" Wilde.Hass: "Roger that. Proceeding to Planet New London." GRN|Marcell.Chevalier: Bonjour... BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: To the Leeds, I say! Damn freak. Wilde.McFadden: "Oh, bonjour future overlords of Bretonia" Wilde.Hass: "I've heard that there's a small town on Planet New London, called New Leeds." BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: Yea, spread defeatism more. Wilde.Hass: "Do you happen to mean that location?" Wilde.McFadden: " I mean, not that" BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: No, I mean PLANET LEEDS. Wilde.Hass: "That planet which is surrounded by large dirt clouds?" BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: Aye. Wilde.McFadden: "Planet Leeds, the restaurant on Cambridge?" BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: I'm from Cambridge, there's no such thing there. BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: Stop acting fools, both of you! GRN|Marcell.Chevalier: Whoops... Wilde.McFadden: "You sure? I swear I had Rheinlandic food there once" Wilde.Hass: "You've been everywhere on the whole planet? Wow." BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: Aye, I had good childhood. Wilde.McFadden: "At least it seems Gallia is peaceful, eh?" Wilde.Hass: "Those gallics. They're following me - or you?" Wilde.Hass: "Are they invited to Planet Leeeds, too?" BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: Try to guess. GRN|Marcell.Chevalier: Listening to your chat is... interesting. GRN|Aurelia.Antoine: Cats hunting mouse. BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: I'm sure if they're looking to enlist in the Council, they're welcome. Wilde.Hass: "Yet another black hole." BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: Black hole? BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: You're high and in space? Wilde.Hass: "Disappeard as fast as it came." BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: The hell was that?! Wilde.Hass: "You've seen it now?" Wilde.McFadden: "A Gallic superweapon?" Wilde.Hass: "Ha, I ain't high." BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: Alright, this won't work, such weapon can't fall into gallic hands! Wilde.Hass: "22k to go until planet Leeds." BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: Eject. Wilde.Hass: "From there we'll proceed to New London, right?" BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: I'm going to destroy your ship now. Wilde.Hass: "Eject -what?" Wilde.Hass: "Oh, that isn't nice." Wilde.McFadden: "What are you doing?" GRN|Aurelia.Antoine: Bretonia hero... ach... Wilde.Hass: "Killing civilians now?" Maxime.Clement: *laughs* Wilde.McFadden: "But he's a hero!" GRN|Marcell.Chevalier: Well there it goes. Interesting what Bretonian expected from them? Wilde.McFadden: "No!" Wilde.Hass: "Murderer!" GRN|Marcell.Chevalier: Amusing... BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: And your engines are in tact. Wilde.Hass: "Alright, I'll defend myself now! GRN|Aurelia.Antoine: Wilde... Wilde!!! GRN|Marcell.Chevalier: Hmm? BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: Damn it, this won't work. GRN|Aurelia.Antoine: Wilde will win this Maxime.Clement: Look at him runs... GRN|Marcell.Chevalier: Perhaps smarter then he looks to be... Or no? GRN|Marcell.Chevalier: Well, I am sure they will finish here... Unless you want to see how it gonna end, let's head to next way point. Maxime.Clement: Oui GRN|Aurelia.Antoine: Oui. BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: Good at least I've captured one damn good evidence on your head. BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: You're going down, bastard, MI5 will get to you. Wilde.Hass: "Evidence? You almost killed me. A Freelancer has the right to defend himself, don't you think?" Wilde.McFadden: "You did attack this poor man" BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: He has to comply with the law, not to fool authorities. BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: Leave your fairytales about not working engine now. Wilde.Hass: "Ah, the gallics are boarding Planet Leeds now?" Wilde.Hass: "As I've told you." Wilde.McFadden: "See? Overlords" BAF|LtCdr.T.Eliot: Civilians, be advised Leeds is under attack; you may suffer friendly on unintentional fire. GRN|Marcell.Chevalier: Hmm, you've let him run?
**..-we- remain..~disguised~..plans of 'theirs' fail..**
**..'blue-humans'..mean no harm to -our kind-..(?)..(confusion)..**
**..-ours-...return to..~rockhome~..(contentment)..**