The Kruger Bar un Mensa on Essen Station

[brian.warren50]

*RM-Shetland walks into the Kruger bar, a smirk on his face from todays work*

*He takes a seat next to Garren Claus at the Bar*


Claus: Ah Shetland I was just talking about you gut work today

Shetland: Danke mein herr.

Claus: Here let me buy you a drink you deserve it.

Shetland: Ah, sounds gut I need somthing cold. Ill have what ya like.

Claus: Well..what I like is a bit strong think ya can handle it?

Shetland: Bah, Im a Rheinlander I can handle anything.

Claus: Ahaha, ya never change mein herr.

*Shetland and Claus stayed and talked for awhile before leaving for there dutys*

[Tommeh]

A young man enters bar, *yawns* stretching his arms widely...
"Guten morgen my collegens" He greets people sitting around bar. It is the Hugo Brunswick, sohn of Matthias Brunswick, the Kruger Minarals Sales manager.
One or 2 older mens slowly turned head to see Hugo, only a boy to their eyes.

"heh, nice to have some free time, to sleep how long I want" Hugo mutters to him self, as he sits on one of the chairs at bar.
"Oi, kellner, throw me one...hmm...saft for now, it's still morgen afterall".
"I got 3 days of free, hehe, vater told me he doesn't need me for day or two" Hugo starts talking to kellner who just nods a bit, not caring much what is Hugo talking about.

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[Fenikss74]

Weber walked closer to the bar and took a seat. When the bartender saw that Weber is inside the bar he walked closer to him and he noticed that Weber is worried.
Bartender: How can I help you sir?
Weber: Dark beer please...
Bartender: Rough day isn't it?
Weber: Well... We lost one of our mining ships today, 2 workers died, because of that Junker pirate!
Bartender: I thought military took care with that.
Weber: No... it is not that easy to recognise who is the pirate. Also our new security protocols works just fine... we managed to save few millions today aswell.
Bartender: How is this system...?
Weber: Working? Simple we enter the possible pirate identifications inside the database and when we see it it warns the whole crew, and because of this system we saved our profit. We managed to evacuate really fast and call for support.
Bartender: Very well... if you don't mind I will take care with this customer...
Weber: Carry on...
He checked his datapad and continued to drink his dark beer.

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Ralph, aka Fenikss
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[Fenikss74]

Weber Walked inside the bar and took a seat and he started to wait for the strange person arrival...

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Ralph, aka Fenikss
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[Szerano]

Taking his time Greg parked his mining ship in one of the docking ports in his normal fashion, he asked his crew to wait and relax while he went to go talk with someone. They didn't mind but like him, they'd rather be mining cobalt ore right about now...

Full Name: Greg Rodnick

Birth date and Age: 777 A.S. Age: 30

Look: medium build
Eye color: Black eyes
Hair color: Dark brown
More (optional): brown skin
Photo (optional): *error*

Personality Traits:
Wise in certain areas, non-aggressive, direct.

Biography/Story:

Greg Rodnick was actually born on Freiburg Station. His father was a merchant trader for Rheinland and his mother was a saleswomen for Freiburg. They both met be coincidence and fell in love with each other. Months later Greg was born on Freiburg when his mother refused to move away from the station. Regardless Greg was born healthy with no abnormal defects and his mother to this day still doesn't regret staying at the station.

When Greg became eighteen, he began studying in mining operations on Planet New Berlin and began operating a small mining ship given to him by his father by the time he was Twenty-three. Greg naturally learned more and more in terms of mining and evading pirates. He was eventually hired by Kruger Minerals and with them he learned even more. You could even say he invented some maneuvers others won't dare try today.

By the time Greg was twenty-eight he had amassed more then enough to allow his parents to retire and to retire himself which he didn't. He claimed he loved mining so much he'd do it for free as long as he could eat the stuff for food and drink. Which wasn't going to happen anytime soon but he likes to think so. With his parents resting in care on Planet Munich, Greg and his crew mates who also share his enthusiasm for mining, continued their work with Kruger.

Greg now works freelancer for Kruger,only being paid when he ships in more then two loads of ore a day...

Greg walked up to the bartender: "Excuse me mein friend I'm looking for a....mister Weber?" The bartender casually pointed in the mans direction. Greg: "Ah thank you.." Greg hurried off and sat at directly in front of him. Without his bodyguard, Greg was starting to feel a bit nervous...Greg: "Excuse me are you mister Weber?"

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[Fenikss74]

Weber noticed the man that was standnding towards him.
Weber: Sir, take a seat please.
The man did like he asked but he seems a bit nervous.

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Ralph, aka Fenikss
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[Szerano]

Greg took a seat as instructed. Something he didn't mind doing aside for his love for mining cobalt. As if his nerves were controlling his very existence his chair began to rattle a but due to his shaking. He only now realized he felt better under escort. You can say it was a side-effect for not having one in his entire life of mining...it make him feel vulnerable... Greg: "My name is Greg Rodnick and yours is?"

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[Fenikss74]

Weber rised his eyebrow and answered after he finished the glass of beer.
Weber: Thomas... Thomas Weber.
He took a breath and started to question strange man.
Weber: I've heard that you want to join our company, am I right? And what is have heard...
He stopped for a moment and whispered.
Weber: You have a somekind of a connection with Das Wilde, or wait... this is not true... isn't it?
He noticed that the man is not joking.
Weber: But wait... can you please tell me how can we save lives with helping wilde?

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Ralph, aka Fenikss
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[Szerano]

Greg: "Well I was thinking about it but that's not the point of this meeting as of now...let's focus on the main idea hmm? As for Das wilde...it's a funny story actually! I never intended to be friends with them but with my non-aggressive attitude towards life you can say we saw at equal terms for a moment." Greg couldn't help but let out a laugh. Greg: "Das Wilde doesn't seem like a hostile group of people if you ask me, more like angry landowners heh. But all jokes aside I may be able to help Kruger. It seems that Das Wilde doesn't want ore going to Rheinland and it's military probably due to it's shoot first and ask questions later policy but this is to be understandable. I might be able to get Kruger and Das Wilde to come to a mutual agreement...but it'll take some time....are you interested?"

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[Fenikss74]

Weber was confused for a moment, because he didn't understand what is so funny about this matter.
Weber: Are you crasy?! What is so funny here? Do you understand what can happen to us if the goverment finds out that we are talking about the das wilde?! The goverment trusted me this company.
He took a breath.
Weber: If we are talking about saving lives I'm allways interested. However, how can this help, if the das wilde are infected pilots?
He relaxed for a moment.

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