To: <"Xeno Alliance Communications">
""<Noncompliant Grease-monkey>""
My targets are pretty clear, found one of the secondary nuisances, in the form of the Junkers.. carrying cargo of the illicit variety. Naturally, I halted him and tried to coerce him into dropping it, in return for not forwarding all these neat pictures to the Libertonian forces. He declined and then told me to learn how to dance. I might not dance.. but I do bite. Violent justice is fun, I won't lie. Maybe I'll stick around a while.