To Seigneur of Provence Joseph Ignace Florentin

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INCOMING TRANSMISSION

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RECIPIENT: Joseph Ignace Florentin
SENDER: Pierre Alard, Principal
LOCATION: =~- Unkown =~-
ENCRYPTION: High
SUBJECT: Planet Marseille

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As the transmission is received, it appears in front of you a Gallic blonde hair man, With an eye patch on his right eye. He wears formal clothing and is sitting on a black office chair. Then he speaks.


Bonjour, Monsieur Florentin.

I am rather surprised by your answer, Florentin. We instead focus on recovering ourselves and our current government from the hard punches that we got during the civil wars and the invasion of Kusari, and your attempt to buy us off wouldn't work. If you talk about your "treasury", I think we have a manner to discuss your debts to the Unione Corse.

Planet Marseille faces the threat of the Chateau d'If Prison Station. If we overlook the station's orbit, which will most likely, have a suborbital trajectory in the following months. I hope you know what will happen if that's the case... But lets us not put knives up each other neck, and instead, let's put the things aside and let us two collaborate for the sake of Gallia and Provence.

You can notice that Pierre let a sigh out at the end of the sentence. He later fixes his hair, Brushing his fingers across his hair and taking a sip from the wine glass near him.

Dear Florentin, while you are thinking about what to respond to us. I hope it will be about collaborating with us. But you know, maybe letting a prison station crash to one of the most beloved planets that Gallia can offer will suit the population. You know, perhaps the residents will welcome that debris and add them to the collection they already have. Maybe it will be wise for you to listen and collaborate.


Your dear Pierre.



After Pierre's speech, he takes a sip from his glass of wine, he presses a button, soon the screen flickers, and his hologram disappears.

P.Alard

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TRANSMISSION ENDS