To: RMK Military Police | From: Coenbehrt Flaxman

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From: Coenbehrt Flaxman

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Dear Authority,

I don't know you, and you don't know me. And I am extremely angry right now. Fuck know what I'm going to do about my ruined life thanks to two of your officers... One of them a-... uhhhh.... what you call it... Fligar? - Fleegar? -- Flieger? or whatever the fuck stopped me on my routine hauling schedule.
Claiming I wasn't transporting what I said I was, which was munitions I picked up from a Dauman contract! I even told him it was munitions, but apparently you have installed magic serial number sniffers on your ships or something because again, apparently. The cargo wasn't legitimate. Which, by the way. It was.

Anyway, this barrel of fucking laughs, and his compatriot who wanted me to go on a date with him decided to order me back to New Berlin. However, GUESS WHAT?
THERE WAS A GIANT FUCKING CRUISER IN THE LANE!

I mentioned this, and they gave zero fucks. Then informed me he has a magic sniffing device which can be used to ascertain the etchings and/or digital markings on bullets. I know right, imagine my fucking luck coming across a space wizard... And a pirating cruiser.

So I did what they wanted, and fly towards the cruiser. And guess what... He wanted to have a 'chat' with me. To which the two officers choose to do nothing, except one said they could easily destroy him and boosted about attacking a liberty cruiser. Then proceeded to not protect me at all.

I tried to escape, but due to some malfunctioning equipment I was unable to communication for some time. The Cruiser followed, the police did nothing.
In fact, they were so much more concerned with what their bitch of a magic wizard bitch familiar had found they were COMPLETELY fine with putting a civilian in harms way.

Having no more of it, I rammed the Unioner cruiser, you know that one they did nothing about? - and attempted to escape.
Now, I've been paying off that ship for a LONG LONG time, It wasn't armed or armored. It's a simple Transport and I'm a simple contract hauler. I didn't get paid enough but that beauty was really starting to pick up on my future. Now? IT'S GONE.

I've lost my investment, I've lost my means of an income, I'm down a further 5 million fucking credits because of an unfulfilled contract and what's worse? I'm damn injured because of your chucklefucks and their warped priorities. (He then imitates Rhineland police) "Oh zook, that zeems like kruiser attempting to pirat. Let uz tell zhat kruiser zhat we can destroy and we know zhat is enough to make it run away. -- Oh, itz still here. Well, I guess we will just follow zhis transport as its clear zhat zhis CIVILIAN is apparently breaking a worse law, zhat god und heaven granted me zhis vision of, zhan zhis pirat attempting TO PIRAT ZEE TRANSPORT WE'RE FOLLOWING. (He then stops imitating).

That bastard didn't even ask me for my contract to view, the proof of purchase, my licences, my name for fuck sake or anything of the sort until AFTER the damn cruiser decided it wanted to make my day worse.

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