TO: Vice Admiral Rachel Baker - Printable Version

Greetings, Admiral.

I, well, I have a rather unusual request for you, ma'am. I'm wondering if you have any spare desk space on your planetside Manhattan apartment? There is a, well, guest I'm aware of who is need in need of such for a few hours each day for an extended period of time. I would offer my own, but I have no planetside apartment on Manhattan with which to offer him this. I know this is an unusual request, but I believe if you "talk" with him, you'll see that the request merits consideration. I've included his personal communication tag on this message so that "Merlin" may respond with his plea personally. I request that you take time to consider this, as it may involve some level of House security.

Repectfully,

Captain Polstari

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Monsieur Vice Admiral Baker,

It's a pleasure to talk to you, and merci for even hearing me out. I cannot stress how hard my life has been since I left Gallia. It wasn't a cat stroll to get to Liberty, let me tell you.

Now, as mentioned by the wonderful Capitane, I do have a request. I am in need of a place to stay at while my life support systems cool down. Normally I would go and find a place of my own while I'm waiting for my citizenship to go through, but it's quite hard. My requests are generally denied from what I saw in Ontario. I'm not being taken seriously in my needs.

I've had fish thrown at me. while I gladly took it, it is still disgraceful. This was on your Battleship stationed in Ontario. Seeing as I was having a hard time in that system, I had to slightly disobey orders of your men. I flew to New York to go to Manhattan hoping to find a place for now but I ran into the Capitane. He understands my problem and suggested this route of action.

All I require is access to a desk with a keyboard on it. Preferably in a active workroom or office as I can't feel safe without knowing others are around. Please consider my request.