Deterrence OF application

[Mel Rose]

I am not mad that I got shot. I knew well that you weren't going to kill me with those ships, so to see you try was actually quite amusing. My problem is that once you saw a suspicious Freelancer in an extremely expensive ship and flashy equipment (Obsidian, Jintsuriki, Cheetah, flashy lights) in one of your backwater systems, instead of trying to direct a conversation into something more interesting, you pursued the blandest line of role play possible: the "what's a freelancer doing here", the unnecessary exposition of a cargo scan, the edgy talking around the subject of Nomads (which makes no sense as Corsairs should be intimately aware of their existence), taking personally my pointing out that your talk made no sense, a "you upset me now pay money." Up to that point you had your opportunity to salvage it, though. Challenge to a duel, perhaps, maybe even just dropping both the bombers. Honestly anything that wasn't ganking me with your two Murmillos and a gunboat. It's not just that the encounter was bad, it was that it was bad every step of the way, and every step of the way you could have salvaged it but you opted for the worst and most uninteresting course of action becoming of maybe a bunch of lolwut Liberty Navy indies, but definitely not of a faction attempting to become official.

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