I’ll move this here cause I don’t want folks to take their minds offa how gleefully murderous the Kybers are, but Kimmy, you do realise just how many jumps it takes to get from Aridia to State space, don’t ya? I run a for-profit security outfit. I make money offa killin’ Blooders, Serpentis and such. I don’t really give a fedo’s bee-hind about yer “honor”. I do give one about all the profit I’ll miss out on by jumpin thirty-seven jumps through space owned by LowSechnaya Sholupen just to be at yer’ beck and call cause you can’t see what’s happenin’ around you.
Tell you what. I’m basin’ out of the Maal constellation over in Aridia right now. If you want to come out and fight me so bad, I’ll bring out my Curse and humour you which, shoot, I’m already givin’ you a hell of an advantage by tellin’ you what I’ll fly.
What you should probably be takin’ more seriously is the fact that there are those among your own people, such as Mr. Tsero and that one that done made a song and dance ‘bout killin’ baseliners, that are so eager to side with the force that sure done a helluva better job of rippin’ space out from under the State than the Fed’s ever done. But I can’t dictate ta’ you how ta’ spend yer own time.
Put it short, if’n you ain’t comin’ out to Aridia for it, I ain’t humourin’ your pointless request for a duel.