CommID: "Fire Princess"
Location: N/A
Priority: Low
To: CW|
Subject: Who are you?
Buenos Diaz,
Let me introduce myself. I'm "Fire Princess", Reaper from Cayman. I saw you today in Omicron Alpha and I'm curious, where are you from?? I heard your language and I didn't understand. Strange and Foreign Junker with strange ship talk to me too. Junker showed me few words, but I didn't understand. You can't be from Sirius. I noticed, you are using Zoner transponders, Zoners and Civilians ships. Can I meet you later and speak with you???
Gracias,
"Fire Princess"
<Error, original dictation incompatible with the recipicant's national tongue. Correct?>
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DestinationLocal has requested following translation:Spanish
[Oh bonjour ma chère, je crois que nous avons effectivement rencontrer un autre ... (etcetera)]
<translating>
*appears to be minorly peeved*
"Oh hello my dear, I believe we did indeed encounter one another, so do permit me to render self-introductions; I'm Achille Augustin Nadeau, and don't take particularly benignly to having my worthy mother of my linguistics being referred to as 'strange', hmm? But regardless..."
*The disdain fades into amicability*
"...The organisation I happen to be privy to, my darling cheri of the incendiary, is a fraternal one; a union of disparate individuals united to one, very uncommon goal; and a plethora of insignificant individual distractions fiddling along besides. But to part answer your somewhat self-evident query, no Princess, I do not consider myself to be one imbued with Sirian backw.... genealogy. Rather; I am a Gaul, a remnant of the Gallic Trading League and esteemed, independent citizen of the Tau Worlds. That doesn't necessarily mean we are all Gauls, cheri. Five of us do hold that pleasure, it is true, but the rest of the inner circle run from all descents; Kusarian, Rheinlandic, even Bretonian, Libertonian and Coalition. Intriguingly (considering our stellar positioning) our number of host Hispanics appears to be rather diminished, but that is of little consequence. What we are, cheri, is a melting pot."
"...And yes, we are Zoners; Zoners who abhore the violent arts I might add, at least personally (well, that is what mercenaries are for, eh)? Rather, we take the attitude that the acquisition of confidents far outweighs the trivial amusement the mere dismemberment of the imbecilic casts could possibly indulge us with."
"...And as to the matter of a personal address; well, you need only name your time cheri. Perhaps an exchange of S.K..Y.P.3. encryption protocals is in order, eh?"
"Adiós y dejar de molestarme".
THE SYNDIC LEAGUES
(A co-operative of Rheinland's outlawed trade unions, determined to take the underworld for themselves.)
S.K..Y.P.3. encryption protocol would be fine, however I'm in the Omicrons now. I can't tell you my position now. Outcasts can find me there easily, but you can be sure. System and location isn't far from Omicron Alpha. I have a present for you, nothing special, but still it's present. I hope you can find my S.K..Y.P.3. encryption protocol on my info board...