;voice, open

[sorcerous]

I require supplies.

Hand-forged iron. Bones that have seen the stars. Filaments that cast shadow instead of light. A tesseract.

And energy.

I am willing to bargain.

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[audio]

[sorcerous]

It is none of your affair.

[locked]

[buckingauthority]

[Have a sharp bitter laugh from her end, Loki.]

That's exactly what she said. The hilarious thing is that I was actually wanting to hear your side of the story. But, you know what? Frak you.

[Starbuck cuts the transmission.]