To: Whatever [R] is supposed to represent

[Haste]

To the hopefully moderately intelligent men and women that oversee your group,

I'm not sure how your organization is structured, but I do believe you're at least loosely affiliated with the Liberty Rogues. We work for the Liberty Rogues. That means we've been working for you.

You're welcome.

Unfortunately, this - to me - rather simple fact seems to have gone over the heads of the two utterly moronic Scylla captains I just encountered near Alcatraz. As we returned from a productive trip through California, they decided to stop us from landing. In addition, they did something that I think they, themselves, described as "firing upon us". It was honestly more akin to them flailing about wildly while firing at the small, frozen particles of water that the Whitney Ice Field is composed of. But no matter - hostilities are hostilities, no matter how incompetent the instigators may be.

Anyhow. The solution I propose is a simple one. Have the two captains scrape together a hundred million credits. Then send them to Blood.Money for safekeeping. Do so, and I'll choose not to take offence.

- Cerulean.