Even a child will realize that your words hold no weight. We, the Renegades, are the aggressors, we come and go as we please, when enough damage has been done we will leave you, wounded. We did just that, we lost two scrap vessels that don't even need mentioning. But what does need mentioning is that Zoner Battleship flying about your fleet.
I don't think the Zoners would like to hear that you have stolen one of their prized possessions, and enlisted it into your... "Silent Blasting Brigade" as we heard not a peep from the damn thing as it opened fire.
That silent monstrous vessel posing as a simple Zoner is what did any and all of the damage to our own. Next time we will be wary of such silent tricks the Interspace keeps coming up with...
We wounded you once again... and once again, you were helpless on your own. We won.... You lost.
If you'd like we can re-talk terms...
*There is a grim smile on the man's face as the transmission closes.*
*Rorry ponders a moment, his gaze diverted from the recorder.*
If you are capable of coming up with an offer that rivals the demands stated by the King...
...let it be heard.
*He looks up, his face sinister.*
But mind you...
...do not throw an offer carelessly and without consideration, as you would throw crumbs to a dog. If I am not pleased with your offer, you will rest assuredly be most discontent with what your foolish words will break your way.
I was thinking of paying you, but then one of us managed to make your clown and his friend run away screaming while the rest watched.
Truth be told this new group of Morbius and Vispilio have been doing far more damage then the Renegades, I may pay them instead what I was going to offer you.
--Incoming perfomance-- Source: Circus
Common ID: Sad Clown
Encryptation level: Joke
Signal strenght: Juggler
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the circus!
Now has come the day that I take the lead and I make you follow.
Toast to champagne cause I came for greed and not for tomorrow.
If it feels good then it feels good and I do it all day.
You want me to play
You best bring your brain
You best bring your money.
Cover me in greed, cause you planted the seed when you fed my ego.
Needless and disease for old invincible me like some kind of hero.
Is it no surprise that I'm paralyzed by my fame and fortune.
As I close my eyes and dive into the sky I'm dead 27.
...your confusion between us choosing to leave on our own accord when your "attack force" hides by some defense wall in the middle of nowhere, a place we attend when we're simply bored, is not a victory for you.
Secondly... Vispillio... the vessel is a Renegade ship love. Perhaps you should do your homework.
None-the-less, his actions have inspired me. I'll be opening up a Sirius wide hit on your vessel to all Renegades.
All Renegades are Kings of their own. It is a metaphor, meaning you are a free man, to do as you please, unrestricted by rules or government peoples. It seems you know less about the Renegades than I thought.
Also, I looked into the "Morbius" fellow you mention, he was more than ready to join us.
Thank you for bringing to me such a gifted Captain, his actions are most impressive, and now they will be even more-so, with the protection of the entire Renegade fleet behind him!
*The Pirate is relaxed, as if this were just another day to day conversation.*
You know Maggie... I like where your mind is at.
*He brings his hands together, leaning his chin on them as if in thought.*
I will accept your offer of Two-Hundred Million Credits per month, such funding may be pivotal in the near future...
...but I must enforce two steps further on you, in order to secure this deal. I suggest you take them, or it will be back to ground zero once again.
*His fingers come up one after the other, signifying each point he makes.*
One: Blueprints. We've seen your new Bounty Hunter Gunships in actions, and if I don't have a copy of their design the whole deal is off, this is non-negotiable. Keep it discrete, and the Guild will have no trail back to you, as I am sure you're are scared out of your whits even by them. The ENTIRE design layout, nothing less.
Two: These... "bounties" have to go. If I get even ONE more relay from my contacts showing that Interspace is paying mercs to hunt us, the deal goes back to ground zero.
Three: As already mentioned, a sum of 200 million credits are to be handed over to the Renegades on a monthly basis. One skipped payment, and you will be hearing from us in a most unpleasant manner...
*He leans back into his seat.*
In return, you will no longer be "hunted" by the Renegades, we will move on to our next objective. Do not think, though, that by these terms you are immune to all piracy. If an Interspace vessel does happen to come across the path of a Renegade, expect no special treatment. Your solace is now that we will no longer "purposefully" intrude upon your vessels.
Those are the terms. You can start by sending to credits and documents to the account name: Rip.Red.Rorry
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