Gateway Shipping communications

[Sassafras]

Gateway Comm System: OPEN
To: All Personnel
From: Cap'n Jubal
Subject: Outcast web-o-death

Well sir, I's carry'n a load of gold t' Fort Bush don't you know. An' so fer, the trip is as easy as you pleez.

As I swing aroun' Riverside Station in California and jump in the trade lane t' th' New York jumpgate, My nav map is a goin' all red 'n alarms er goin off. I slam 'n th' brakes an jump out 'f th' tradelane bout half way to the jumpgate. Right's before m' eyes is that dern Outcast Verillian in a gunboat.

As yer all a known, I's a gettin' a bit tired 'f all these dern pirates swarmin' on me like skeeters, so I ask the Gimp what t' do:

*Gimpy, what you think we should do dang nabbit?"
*ruf ruf, ruf ruf ruf*
*Ok Gimp, I unerstand*
*Well Verillian, Gimpy says to blast ya. OPEN FIRE Gimpy*

Good ol Gimpy opens a can a wup ass on ol Verllian. I'm a joust'n in the Perchy and Gimpy 's lay'in into im wit the guns.

But dang nabbit, the Perchy's turrets don't even scratch tem gunboat shields, an ol Verillian is a laughing at m'. Well sir, I's don' blame him. Weuun pertty darn pathetic in the battle.

See'n m' chance, I throw Gimpy in the lifepod an' I jump 'n afer 'im. Tis wut happen'



Signed,

Cap'n Jubal an' Gimpy 'f th' Skipsea