Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24652012-20141204034243/@comment-23782751-20150119042944

Fox: "Does anyone copy?  This is the Great Fox III.  We have neutralized the immediate planetary presence, and are calling for Resistance assistance."

???: "Well well well.  Would you look at this?  Our finest catch of the day."

Fox: "Who is this?"

???: "Don't you recognize me?"

Fox stood at a holographic table with programs attempting to recognize the figure.

???: "Who'd be able to read you more specs about your own ship than you?  The very ship you bought with my Tactical Asteroid?  Huh?!"

Fox: "I don't know who you are.  If you hang up, that'll be the end of it.  But if you attempt to become hostile against me, I look for you, I will find you, and I will kill you.  Mr... whoever you are, I have had a long day fighting what I assume are the same bad folks like you."

???: "I was your own leader, until you left me for dead.  Now, I will have my revenge."

Fox looked up with a shocked expression.

Fox: "Sheer..."

Sheer: "Thats right.  Oh, and pal, you might want to send out a long range radar ping. You shouldn't have left me for the chat, and since you did, I'm goin' to make your death enjoyable."

The call ends.

Fox: "Activate long range deep space radar ping! I want to know about every spec of dust in a thousand kilos!"

Crewman: "Sir!  A squadron of hundreds of heavy gunships!  Our onagers can't take them all on!"

Fox: "Jesus... Get every ship we have out there pronto!  Every round of ammunition ready!  Every onager online now!!"