Vaughn & Bit - Neural Net

[Goliath]

Location: Tarancon, Omicron Minor

Terminal: CV-2400 Board Computer| Linking to [TBL-TTR300-T1]

Recording: Kyle Vaughn and [ERR_F-YOU]

I talked with a batch of Rogues to make fireworks in Liberty.

You WHAT?

I talked with some Rogues. To make fireworks. Out of Liberty Lawfuls.

Why? Just...why? Why would you even...? Why didn't you discuss with me first, you absolute f*cking...*sigh* - I need prepare an apology speech...and urgh...monetary compensation...and some...-

For what? It went a-ok! They liked the deal, and will often pop by when we're around to...y'know. Blow stuff up and get paid!

You...really mean it? You solved something diplomatically. In the most subtle way possible. With formal language and respectfully?

Yyyyyyyyyyyy...yep! All that.

I'm...oddly impressed, actually. I expected the Rogues you talked with to look for us and demand cash for insulting them or whatnot.

Do you really have that little faith in me?

Yes. Actually yes. You've proven multiple times that you simply lack compassion and a sense of formality, let alone your weird shenanigans.

I'm not that bad!

Right. Look. You did good. Please keep going like that. Maybe I'll fit the Jackdaw with an extra Azurite canister.

Oh! In that case, I did talk with the Imperial Outcasts too about fireworks! Things played out nicely there too! I gently adressed the woman that responded the transmission with the most used formal word I could've heard on this Base!

Oh really. And what did you say?

I said with a charming tone: "Hey there, porkchop!". I swear the phrase might've knocked her out from all that formality! I'm still waiting for an answer from her!

YOU ABSOLUTE F-

Ooops! Bzzzt...grrrrrrrgh - Nzzzzzzt, signal's breaking. I can't hear yooouuuu!

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