To: Massimo Insigne CC:Black Sails | From: Elder Juanez Buonocore

[vladimir26]

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Recipient: Juanez Buonocore
Sender: Massimo Insigne
Location:Battlecruiser Perdition

The video feed starts, finding Massimo hiding under the bar, visible shaken by the threats made by elder Buonocore. He proceeds to crawl out, helping himself to the backrest of a chair to stand up, as his knees are shaking violently. Once he's back on his feet, he lights a cigar and proceeds to address the elder's wrath.

Well, that was bloody scary. We thought we hit a mine, due to the speakers being on max output. Alas, with the jokes out of the way, let's get to serious matters.

As I understand, your priority out of this whole mess is to turn the Black Sails into the scapegoats of your own imbecilty. Let me sum up one last time of what we stand accused by your pathetic Brotherhood and the Deterrence of Wisdom:

- we stand accused of engaging an ex OSI representative, Jerard Voncloud, after failing to submit to our modest demand. The OSI and the Deterrence face charges of high treason, by putting up a secret supply chain, where Mollys and BMM would mine Gold Ore, drop it on an undercover RPA installation in order to be refined, then OSI would ship it to Omega-3, from where the Deterrence will pick it up. At the time of this discovery, the construction of Fort Torrelavega didn't started, as a Deterrence imbecil suggested. So, who are the traitors here, cabron?

- The fucking Gaians. We sent the proofs we gathered to one of your lap dogs, but so far we failed to hear any feedback. Proofs clear as daylight, Gaians attempting to take shelter on Connacht from where they previously bought gold from. In both cases so far it is the Black Sails who bear the consequences in increased Molly attacks, while you bark like a rabid dog trying to portray yourself a ruthless leader, but to me you look like a chimpanzee suffering from Tourette syndrome;

- the same ruthless approach involving ultimatums was pushed over Phoenix as well, in order to, what? Gain control over a planet devoid of resources or any industry? It seems the Brotherhood and Deterrence have started doing charity for the zoners, but that's a bit against under our laws, isn't it? If memory serves, all food surplus and any useful commodities will be sent to Crete, while any non-corsair is to be shipped on the nearest neutral installation in order not to waste the Empire's scarce resources to keep him alive. To me, diverting precious food and supplies is nothing more than supporting an orphanage of refugees. And Pygar? Wasting yet more precious Corsair assets to hoist a flag in a cavern system makes as much sense as you weating your sunshades;

- as senora Vazquez mentioned, leaving the Penitence stranded deep behind enemy lines clearly shows your strategical planning capacity. If it were up to me, I wouldn't let you even take my he-goat out for a walk, cuz even that might prove to be too much for you, but I can consider letting you milk it. Wasting so many precious lives over your failure makes us look weak to our enemies. Expect dark days ahead. The Brotherhood and the Deterrence will be the bane of the Empire;

- it was your big mouth who mentioned Voncloud's worth for your petty plannings in Theta, yet all you do to see him free is to start being hysteric. To me at this point it's clear that your pride outweights the better good of the Empire you're supposed to serve, but instead you will lead it to ruin, as nothing that the Brotherhood and Deterrence engaged in was fruitful;

- last but not least, you would see the Dublin front collapse rather than work out with the Black Sails. We're very close to see history repeating itself with the Santander as it happened with the Penitence. But, what does that matter to you? A couple hundred corsairs lost, one more capital ship in need of capital repairs. Last I checked our resources were stretched as thin as they could get, but you throw them away recklessly to satisfy the pride of the combined Deterrence Brotherhood.

That preety much sums up the crossroads we face ahead. If by a miracle you choose the path of diplomacy for the greater good of Crete, proceed to Omega-5 where the Black Sails is hosting talks. Should you consider going to war against the Black Sails ignoring the highlights I made, consider your ultimatum expired.

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