The Enyo swoops. The imaginary back-up prober has yielded a 100% hit as the fleet chat window spools up into life.
Miura Bull > forgive me, wrong button click
The fleet window is closed but we are already in warp. Somewhere, on top of a mountain, snow swirls and the sky darkens as a warp scrambler is engaged.
JewS Sebone > help plz
JewS Sebone > help me
In a moment of desperation the hapless victim opens up a conversation with the Screaming Hayabusa! pilot. This is not the nicest way to lose a ship, but a lesson will be learned today and a God must be fed.
Miura Bull > hello
JewS Sebone > for watch?
JewS Sebone > for what?
JewS Sebone > *
Miura Bull > a sacrifice to the Hayabusa
Miura Bull > I serve one God. I feed the Falcon and it protects me
Miura Bull > protects my fellows, you were the sacrifice for a favourable future dice roll
JewS Sebone > kill mi
JewS Sebone > kapsule
JewS Sebone > just kill kaps now plz
Miura Bull > self destruct. the hayabusa has fed. the warm glow of death now awaits you
Miura Bull > you must commit this final passage with your own hand
JewS Sebone > in short don't know how you'll understand that YOU GANDON FUCKING NOT ВИДИШ QUEST I am going TO do my COCK SO DO PIDARAS YOU FUCKING
Miura Bull > Summer grasses,
All that remains,
Of soldiers' dreams
JewS Sebone > wath
JewS Sebone > you humanly can say
JewS Sebone > wat are you?
Miura Bull > find the mountain. forgiveness awaits you
JewS Sebone > and now the same thing only not in halting English
Miura Bull > fly safe, my little pea
JewS Sebone > fku