Bretonian Armed Forces Defense Intelligence Staff (DIS) (iRP) (AO)

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Rank: Captain
Name: Robert Dzeferson
Subject: Hunting


Good day gentleman, this is Captain Robert speaking.

Uhm yesterday was joyfull. I had some talking with my dispetcher who didnt want to allow me to bring tea on my ship, with the security guard who didnt want to let me get on the landing platform since I forgot my ID card in the other suit, even he did recognized me.. So yes I am in a good mood.

After taking off, which was a miracle by itself with that petty officer, I got a call from Admiral Hall, who needed a hand in Cambridge. So I was on my way with my Challanger. I must say he is quite well, but I heard some buzzing in my front gun on my left side. Could it be from the fusion part where particles are in the process of fusion within the intermittent plasma making the bond necessery to produce the antimatter shot? Ah never the less, I will check that out later. Oh yes, to continue.
When I got there, there were Waldorf Salad, Necket and me. We danced a bit, and we had a very good time. Oh its so lovely song. And then Admiral flew by me and said to make my way to Norfolk. He was in a hurry, and as I could see from my ship he was sipping tea all over the place. I mean cockpit. I feel so sorry for that tea, he could have been used for so much better purposes. Went there, been there, killed all enemies is the storry of my life! We had 3 enemies, and we killed all of them, loosing Amiral Hall's ship, but then I tractored his pod and placed him in my back part of the ship with as much tea as I could get. When I think about it, that could be the reason why he felt nocious later that day, and why he vomited too.

Darn, I need to check that tea, its imposible he could have drank all of it?! Is it?
My teaaaa. Noooo...

With all due respect, Dzeferson out.

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