Intergalactic Summit

Seems to me this is a threat to refrain contact with those that are not "loyal" or "accepting" of the CFC. I'm sure I'm not the only one that has read it this way.

I have a policy, Ms. Vea, of treating those as they treat me. I have never stuck to any cultural, political, or religious loyalties. Those that know me well are aware of this. I think you'll find it is you that seems to have some issue with this idea of treating those as you wish to be treated.

Regardless, I will not damper my good mood with your sour grapes. You are more than welcome to find me to discuss this in person.

Good day.

Hi Synthia! It went very well and there were no assassination attempts.

I just want to say, Lasa, your allegations of my cheating at poker are completely unfounded.
Where's your proof?!

If you read it that way then you are even more stupid than I thought. Not sure if you noticed little girl, but TEST wants your space and your alliance destroyed. In null sec, we play for keeps. Your policy of sitting of fences is not going to fly out here. Either you commit to FA and the CFC or go back to empire. Not that it really matters as you seem like the kind of ***** that would run at the first sign of trouble. I took the liberty of looking up your combat record and found it sorely lacking.
So, you can play socialite and pretend how awesome it is for your corp to have it's own station. I'm not sure how much you actually contributed to that effort, but I would imagine not a lot. By all means, entertain the random riff-raff that inhabit empire space; pretend they're your friends. But, know this: when TEST comes north and they siege all of Pure Blind and Fade all those people that came to your club, they won't help. They won't be in fleets that form up to defend it-I will, though, along with Goons and all of FA's allies.
As for your lubby-dubby 'treat others as you want to be treated:' just ****ing wow. You have no idea how things work out here. There are blues. You treat blues well, maybe even better than your own pilots. Then there is everyone else. For everyone else, you grind them into dust, you steal from them, pod them so many times they forget all they have learned, drive them to suicide, infiltrate their corps and sabotage them from within, cheat them and destroy them in any way possible.
I hope you prove me wrong, that in the next war you are more useful that a wet noodle, that you turn into a hellion and bring all sorts of death and destruction on our enemies. Maybe you will be save by an allied fleet and then you can really understand what really matters out here.