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[vladimir26]

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Recipient: One
Sender: Massimo Insigne
Location:Battlecruiser Perdition

I'm delighted we got to see eye to eye in such a short notice. Maybe, after all, your family might grow bigger. I do have one single condition for this to happen, Eleven gets to be my precious. I'll treat him nice, don't sweat it. Some purple make up and a red lipstick would fit him like a charm. And maybe one of those bretonian kilts.

You seem to be a hunter yourself don't you? Or, more like a fisherman, trying to catch them all in a net? So do we, and we despise to allow someone else to toy with our prey. Either way, it will make due. Have your fun with the Corsairs, for now. But, do tell Eleven he owes me bigtime for staying on the side and going for fucking Zoners instead. There's no honor in that, no pride, but the rum will wash the sorrow away.

Jose Noboa, you flying a Titan, should I even ask how the bloody hell you got one, and what happen with it's owner? As for the extra loot, most of it will pay for our stay in the Omicrons, but I assume I can toss some crumbs towards you.

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