[h3][b][i][color=Gray]The Dreadnaughts[/color][/i][/b][/h3][sub][@Maxx][/sub][hr]There was a brief moment of silence in the vehicle, after Washe had announced himself on the NEST channel. Soon enough, however, someone on the other side broke that silence.

“Caesar,” the voice said, “this is a secure NEST radio channel. Unidentified users are prohibited by penalty of law. Identify yourself – over!”

Grit scooted over a little further in the back and was scratching the back of his head nervously, knowing what was coming next. On the bright side, at least they found out that Washe was on the right channel.

“Fucking [i]IDENTIFY [/i]myself?!” Washe roared in a rage-filled tantrum. His booming voice drowned everything else in the car, and deafening to its other occupant. This fit of anger inadvertently caused the van to lurch forward as his foot pressed the gas pedal harder. The presumed KINGFISHER agent was fortunately spared from his ear being blasted by the assailing thunder. “Well just what the FUCKING SHIT do you think I just [i]fucking did[/i], dipshit! Did his bitch of a mother shit him through the wrong fucking hole?!”

Washe ripped the intercom from the dash and stuck it close to his lips.

“Listen here, you fucking [i]novice![/i] This is the operations and logistics officer of the fucking [i]Dreadnaughts[/i]. You're gonna sit your little [i]bitch ass[/i] down and fucking call me Caesar, am I clear? Your God damn [i]superiors [/i]including that Asian, Korean, [i]or-what-fucking-ever[/i] bitch asked me for [i]my [/i]help because you [i]ass-lickers[/i] are apparently too busy jerking each other off to get any of y'all's shit done! They have made it [i]my job[/i] to keep Darwinism from doing God's work by keeping [i]your [/i]incompetent ass from fucking everything up and getting yourself killed, and to make sure one of their missions [i]finally [/i]gets finished without any problems!

"Now you're gonna answer my [i]fucking[/i] question, otherwise I'm gonna ask you to bring [i]knee-pads and mouthwash[/i] by the time I get there: who the [i]flying fuck[/i] are the participants of this channel? I am giving you [i]ten seconds[/i] before I blast the whole [i]God damn[/i] district in my attempt to ash you off the fucking face of this green Earth – and by God, don't you think I won't dare.”