To: Blodwyn O'Driscoll; Subject: We see You.

[Blodwyn O'Driscoll]

>>Incomming Transmission<<

>>Source: The Shattered Skull<<

>>ID: Bassam Hussaini<<

Now now, miss O'Driscoll.

There is no need for such hostility, we come to you in friendship. Perhaps revealing the speaker's face confirms such friendship? Rest assured, we do not aim to deceive you.

I am certain you've spotted us several times on our...excursions into Bretonia. A merry diversion, if nothing else. I hope they can spare the components for an extra battleship with the war and everything. On that note, you will have to forgive us for not adressing you directly, in these dire times, secrecy is crucial.

I am not surprised with the fact that a simple transmission won't convince you, but perhaps, we could meet..."face to face", so to speak, on a secure location in space so that I may explain everything to you...in detail.

As a courtesy, you may select this location yourself.

Signed, The Shattered Skull.

>>Transmission Severed<<

Dia duit, ser Hussaini,


Oy be a boit surpised, fer d'least oy can say, is dat ye're a handsome boyo, dat's fer shure !

"She grins"

Un' wanted tae apology fer mistakin' ye fer dat wun who stalked mae in Arry's arm Pub .But oy guess dat's sort o' tin' happens all d'toime oif ye ain't used tae introduce yesel' .

'Bout moistakes, ye seem not to doifferentiate aour usual mistrust fer strangers and what ye called hostility. Oy bet, ye dun know d'people o' Dublin very well.
Un' tae say dat oy though ye were some koind o' spoy, fer a moment !

"She laughs for a while.
Then, ,after she wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, Blodwyn puts her hairs behind her ear before staring at the screen again"


Aye aye, oy be sorry, so let's get back tae d'point.
Oy did obvioulsy notoiced ye when ye popped in Bretspace.As oy told ye, we tend tae keep an eye on newcomers 'round dere.
But as it comes tae d'motoives o' yer "excursions" into Bretspace, o' whoy it should be called a diversion, lemme say, oy cannae unnestand it at'all.

As, in fact, oy still cannae unnestand whoy ye contact mae, who ye, un' yer mates are, what have oy done dat could o' some interest tae ye, un' so on.

Damnú air, lad, get straight te d'point !

Ye know, d'people o' Dub' are simples Folks, un' so am oy. So dun be surproised dat oy must decline yer offer tae meet ye in space, unless ye'd answer tae d'questions oy've been askin'fer a whoyle, naow.

Slán agat !



*Transmission Terminated.*