*Joakim would pick up his radio, groggy from waking up, and his voice still raspy. His accented voice, stronger than last night but still weak, would fill the speakers of all tuned to the frequency once again, a smile on his face from just overhearing what Charlie had said on a separate frequency.*
"It's funny that you say that, Santiago, because even your own leader doesn't want you. Not to mention, it shows how little you know about the situation. Who do you think armed Matthias and I?"
*He would laugh for a moment over the radio before continuing*
"You realize that North helped us, right? Yeah the plan didn't go quite as well as we would've liked, but at the end of the day, your own people turned on you and now you're an outcast. An army is hunting you, Santiago. Next time, we'll be at even odds. Or even better, you'll be on the sharp end of the stick"
*Joakim releases his PTT, standing up as he clutches his side and lets out a small moan of pain as he begins to slowly walk outside*
*Jo picks up his radio, woken up from his sleep by the chatter*
"I might talk to some of the people about that Louie, thanks for the offer"
*He shuffles a bit in his bedroll, groaning a little bit before pressing his PTT once again*
"As for you Johan, I'll get back to you tomorrow. I believe you're in our camp already, right? I'm sure we can have a chat at some point before you leave. I look forward to talking with you."
*Joakim releases his PTT for the final time before dozing off back to sleep*
*Joakim would lift his radio up, groaning in pain as his left hand grips his side as he grits his teeth briefly, his eyes closed and his head rested against the wall as he looks over at Ace, passed out across the room. He pressed the PTT as he spoke weakly into the radio, his German accent filling the speakers of all who would be listening*
"To all those who would consider themselves friends with Riptide, lead by Borris Petrokov. Events that unfolded tonight between us and Santiago, and his little pack of friends"
*He would let out a short laugh as he thought about what had happened, inhaling deeply afterwards before he begins talking again*
"Events that threatened the lives of me, Pavel, Ace, and a small group of others, have sparked hostilities between us. Let it be known that any information on the whereabouts of Santiago, or Kirby, will be welcomed, better yet, maybe even rewarded depending on how good, or recent, it is."
*He would release the PTT as he coughs, wincing from the pain. He brings his head forward, sitting upright, but yet still watching Ace*
"As for you, Santiago, I know you're probably listening in on this."
*He pauses for a moment, leaning forward as his face stiffens into a furious glare*
"I tried warning you. I told you people would come for you. Now, you've poked the hornet's nest and a swarm is coming for you. I'll hunt you across Chernarus, and beyond. You dare to threaten and hurt me, and people I care about, and so therefore you'll pay the ultimate price. Walking into our camp when our people are asleep or away and taking us, after we let you in and offered you hospitality and friendly conversation, that doesn't make you tough, that makes you a fucking coward. Now, time for me to go. But I'll be seeing you, hopefully soon."
*He would release his PTT as he begins to close his eyes, switching off his radio and tucking it away in his pocket before leaning back against the wall, falling into a deep sleep*
*Joakim slowly picks up the radio, wondering if the swine is worth responding to. Inevitably, he press the PTT a final time as he grits his teeth for a moment*
You threaten Borris, you threaten us all. Beware, little man, you don't know what you have coming to you. You'd best disappear, or hope we don't run into you or you'll wish you never came to this country. We'll just see how Avery likes you when we tell him you've been threatening Borris, maybe when he sees you again you'll experience a bit of Déjà vu, eh? Either way, I'm sick of hearing your irritating voice, untermensch. You speak like such a big man, so come prove it, I'll knock you down to size again, but this time you'll wish it were Borris who found you.
*He slams the radio down, raising the newly-filled magazine up to his weapon as he loads it into the receiver, cocking it as he stands up and exits his house*
*Joakim snaps up his radio, immediately pressing the PTT as his German accented voice barks through the speaker*
Your poor attempts as disguise are laughable, do yourself a favour, Nikolai, and just accept we know you.
*He releases the PTT as he grimaces at the though of Nikolai's face briefly before pressing the PTT once again* You can threaten us all you want, but let me remind who's the one who's had a wrench wrapped around his skull, shot with his own rifle, and is hated by an uncountable number of people. Come for us, Nikolai, I dare you. I'll be sure you send you out with a welcome back card for next time.
*He places the radio down, letting go of the PTT as he sits up against the wall, visibly distraught*