Brotherhood Bar-Talks

[Gentle]

Gentle entered the bar and nodded to the independants spacely occupying the bar area. "Hola amigos. This place needs something." Gentle addressed the corsairs and noted a couple of raised eyebrows. Opening his comms device Gentle connected to the Venganza Del Las Putas central network. "Esmeralda.......Hey wench.......ESME answer damn you". "Si husband ees me dont be so tetchy i was beesy doing the OTC accounts. What do you want?" Came the alluring voice of the pirates first wife. "Ah your there good. Ok im gonna need 20 dancers and the same amount of pleasure girls and 50 cases of whisky sending down immediately. Send out a message on general comms to all corsairs and allies that the OPG is throwing a party the likes of which has not been seen in many a year. Send down the synth weed supply from the Venganza and send out for another 300 units from Atka. And while your there get some painkillers brought back too theres going to be some sore heads. I want the shipment of luxury food that was stolen from that freighter in sigmas sent down here as well." gentles orders came through and the wife of the pirate smiled. Many years had passed since Gentle had provided a feast of this kind and curiosity overcame her usually blase demeanour. "Si husband eet weel be as you say. What ees eet that breengs this about. I hope you are not wedding another woman?"

"Hell dont you think I have enough on my plate...no.... there has been too much sorrow. Crete has become as much fun as a leprosy filled puss bucket and I think we need to bring some joy back to the place." Gentle grinned at his wife. "you never know though I might meet a nice young girl..and...". Gentles baiting of his wife brought about the desired response.

"YOU FEELTY PEEG I WEEL KEEL YOU EEF YOU DARE" The stunning beauties inflamed lips curled back into a predatory snarl.

"Ah Esme.... You know i only take wives when you recommmend them. One day when I have taken my fill of the slaughter and thievery we will live out our lives at spineholme in joy." Gentle gave a rare smile and showed the warmth that was only seen between him and his closest comrades and lovers.

"Pedro. Make sure security is ramped up. I want no HAF forces in here spoiliong a legendary shindig. make sure the door security have access to fully automated salamanca turret defence systems and ill provide the necessary cash and an installation team sent down straight away."

"Si senor gentle." The implacable face of the barman almost showed a smile. Gentle grabbed him by the shoulders and embraced him warmly. "Smile amigo we are going to throw a party that the whole of sirius is going to talk about for months. Id hide the furniture and clear a space for dancing...or fighting hahaha!"

Gentle moved to the comms console and began making arrangements. Within a couple of hours the whole of crete would hear of the party tonight.

The old pirate grinned from one lop sided ear to the other and his cybernetic eye flashed red as it scanned the names of the primary contacts he would use to spread the word.

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The Madness of the Pirate King