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┝┅{Sender: Marco Pedrez ┝┅{Recipients: The Conclave ┝┅{Location: Reincarnation Outpost, Planet Knossos, Omicron Xi ┝┅{Subject: News from Kusari
Hola Senors y Senoritas Praetors!
I was sent on an errand by our más magnífico Overseer Lazar to run some Relics to Kusari. I was promised I wouldn't get shot too much, and that the station in question would let me dock. I was also threatened with cutting my rations again if I refused, so like an exemplary hermano, off I went!
The flight was pretty uneventful, despite me taking the shortest way through Omicron Beta. As if Sniffers could find me in that system-spanning gas cloud. Then it was just a matter of repeating the process in Sigma-19 and I was already where I was supposed to go. Mucho to my surprise, the station didn't shoot back, and let me dock onboard! That said, just as I was getting off the ship to unload, I was approached, and promptly yelled at by the crew. I didn't understand most of what they were saying, the only phrases I recall went something like 'buka guyjin' and 'go away'. I ran promptly called Senor Lazar and got told to just leave the cargo there and leave before I offend them any further, leaving the relics there without being paid. I did however visit our Alliance friends at Kamisu base and brought some Kyushu Rice, hoping to quench Overseer's wrath.
I didn't mess something up again... did I? DID I?!
