Part XII: Servi Rebellant!!! (The Slaves are Revolting!!!)
This is the Gospel according to Servus RectAni...
First letter to Dominus RectAnus:
Master, forgive me. Our slaves have been lost. I take full responsibility for this failure and will apply lubricant in preparation of my punishment. I know I did not have permission to take your slaves but I wanted to do something special for the alliance. I was going to use all 502 of your slaves to construct a monument to commemorate the 5 years that General Tso's Alliance has been together.
But I knew I needed permission to build anything on behalf of the alliance. I went to find Burseg Sardaukar to ask for permission but found he was out on a roam. I decided to catch up with him, but once I did, I got caught in a titan bridge and myself in a low security system in Metropolis in the middle of a battle between an alliance industry fleet and a cruiser fleet.
HOLY MOTHER OF GOD!!!!
I told the slaves to remain calm and keep up with repairing the Amistad and the other industrial ships in our fleet.
That would have been a glorious mining op...
They were not happy with my orders but they followed them for some time. We successful in keeping the fleet alive in several engagements. We even almost took down a carrier, my lord.
It wasn't until Shadow Cartel engaged our fleet that the situation took a turn for the worse. Prior to Shadow Cartel's involvement, morale was very high. But once I informed them of Shadow Cartel's engaging us, those cowards immediately became like children. In the midst of battle, the slaves saw an opportunity they could not pass up. Turning against me, they tried to take over the ships. I was left with no choice, master. I locked myself on the bridge, sent out a distress call, and set the self-destruct.
INCENDETE NOTHOS SERVOS!!!
Shadow Cartel, who until this time has mostly ignored us, responded to my distress and opened fire on the ship.
I know you are probably very angry about the loss, but I also figured you would also rather see them as frozen corpses in space than see them free with their own ship. Unfortunately, the destruction did not kill all of the bastards. But I promise, my lord, that I will search the very corners of the universe to return the survivors to your servitude. Again, I am very sorry sir for my failure. All I ask is that you are gentle with me...
Forever your servant,
Transcribed with anger-shaken hand by Lord SphinctAnus RectAnus
PERMITTE ME INDVCERE: DOMINVS SPHINCTANVS RECTANVS MIANI CONNECTICVTI SVM.