!!Transmission Inbound!!
Sender: Captain Jack, Argoliner
To: Outcast Council of Dons
Subject: Step it up!
*A wrinkled, weathered old face appears extremely close to the recording source*
'Ey! This thing on... oh! Mahye.. Arhgeghm herr..
Oi there!
This 'ere be Cap'n Jack of this here vessel Argoliner. Nahowe, a bit about aboot myself. Ah've been bringing 'yers some fine quality Human Cargoes up there to Malta, and ah've ben bringin' some quality Cardamahine back!
Well today when ah whas goin' aboot mah business, jus' a normal day o' haulin' yer goods for yer, a bleedin' vessel popped out of Malta's bleedin' orbit an' demanded for meh to stop! Then the blighter scanned mah bleedin' vessel WITHOUT MY PERMISSION, AH MOIGHT ADD. Then.. then.. *a stream of profane insults and curses ensue*
Nahw. Sommat bartendar at Maltah told me every last bleedin' one of them whas dead! Or aboot to be dead! So why wahs me pore ol' ArgoLiner nearly shot up? When he gave meh the demand, I brought me poor ol' ship around and crash-landed her in a field on the surface. Zero-G lifts are NOT CHEAP.
Ah wanna know whay this bleedin' buffoon was in yer bleedin' airspace! I want him dead! And Ah want the whole bleedin' [RA] whatchamacallits up on charges and to shpend the next bleedin' three hundred years in the Cardamine fields!
