*incoming transmission*
Comm ID: I.K.S. Gon'Shar
To: Junker Congress
neq'neh, Congress,
I am Commander Korg, commander of the warship Gon'shar. We have landed at Yanagi depot. Our guns stand ready to fight the cowards who would commit such atrocities.
From: Fred Sanford of the Congress
To: The Kusari people
When will this madness end?
I lost my dear wife Lizebeth in the barbaric attack on our people by the agents of the Emperor of Kusari. All of the dead cry out to stop this insanity.
I ask you, when will this madness end? When will you stop tolerating the senseless killing by groups like the KPT whose actions even have members of the Black Dragon Society questioning the slaughter of innocents.
So do the opportunistic actions of a few Junkers call for the genocide of a people? I think not.
I reach out to you today and ask you to stop supporting leadership in your house that encourages mass murder and corruption. Stand up to them and free yourself from their barbaric tyranny.
We are in a time of deep sadness; I am overwhelmed with grief.
Stanford, my condolences. Me and my brothers Sora and Roxas felt some of your pain. Sora-s wife was gone, but not dead. To day we saved her. The hooks in our heart mended. But yours will stay...and we are sorry.
People of Kusari, how can one willingly inflict such pain upon a fellow human?
How? We all came here to run from war...but now war returns...it always does.
Commander Im A pansy- I mean Yamazaki, if you truly belived it was a ruse, why?
There is a difference between good and bad. The bad use human shields. The good make,themselves the shields.
Show your honor has returned before any more action.
When I thought of Kusari, I thought of honor.
Now I think of massacre.
Three of us have spoken. The fourth too young to take part here.
Sora will speak for me and Roxas from here on out.
*Bridge of the Claymore O'Gordon*
*Location Redacted*
O' this serpent wha' calls itself a dragon.
It flies 'pon false wings o' cruelty, an' breathes th' fire o' hubris.
Tis a snake I says.
Nae a dragon wha' would slither so low to th' ground.
I ken th' broken sword, an th' long dead people of Ido cryin' fer thier children's children.
Five long years I spent in Fuchu prison, being taught the way and the 'Do.
Ally by me side, or enemy in th' dark, always there was honor.
-This new breed o' snake spits venom 'pon all wha' is Giri, an' Meiyo, an' Gimu.
All th' while professin' rain.
D'ye see th' way th' lotus withers n' dies from it's touch?
Rise, ye good an' just men and women of Kusari.
Stomp 'pon this snake's neck afore it rises an' takes th' throne of the Dragon.
|CHANNEL OPEN| |KUSARI NEURAL NETWORK| |LOCATION: NEW TOKYO|
|SUBJ: Beautiful day|
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Konnichi'wa, oh, that is an indeed a beautiful day here on New Tokyo under the shine of rising suns. I'm thans you very much... my dear Junkers for bringing this comm to me. I really enjoyed those pictures. Emperor have send his warriors to purge your dirt from the Kusari and it's borders and we'r greatly thank him and his warriors for this work.
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::Beginning Encryption...COMPLETE::
Subject: Aid?
Recipient: Junker Congress
Sender: Eric Woodrow
Greetings Junkers. I've heard about your situation and would most certainly be willing to send some supplies your way. I've had a few dealings with your people and can certainly understand your pain. I own a Camara class freighter with a cargo limit of 618 tons. If I can be of any assistance, please contact me.
Yours sincerely,
Eric Woodrow
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::Communication Terminated::
Now, I ain't been up Sigma way in a long, long time.
I ain't dealt with the K'sari in a long, long time.
But I will be bloody-feckin'-damned if ah let my brethren, who've stuck wi' me through thick-an'-thin, be MURDERED fer some pointless, arbitrary p'litical disagreemen's! *though there is no video, the voice becomes even more enraged*
Empraa' o' K'sari, I be addressin' this tae ye specifically!
If ye got the bloody stones tae stand up tae the might o' the Junkers as a people, as 'UMAN BEIN'S, an' ALL-AH the willpow'r an' firepow'r what we got wit' us, I swear on it, ye will rue tha' day ye thought fit tae frack with us. 'Cuz at the end o' the day, a junka's a junka', an' we take care o' our own.
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Subject: Re: Aid
Origin: Magellan
First and foremost, the condolences of myself and my crew to the families and friends of the dead.
War is dirty, vile and wholly too common. But we must choose how to conduct it. The actions of Kusari's agents in this are insufferable and inexcusable. The liners should have been forced down, or emptied of their cargo at worst, not shot out of hand.
I've had few dealings with the Junkers and those I have were not always been friendly. Despite this you have my support in this. The ideals of monopolistic and superior Kusari are shown in better light today. I have no quarrel with her personally, but I am gravely concerned for the safety of Sirius.