I'll start with introductions, I am Captain Mathias Grendel, of the good ship Vile Scorn. We're an independent crew who've recently ran into a bit of a dry spot due to certain political changes within Rheinland. The Civil War hasn't been good for everybody unfortunately. We've encountered a few Junkers out in the Omegas and they've pointed me in the direction of your depot here in New Berlin and I understand there's a particular service you can provide.
As is probably obvious from the communication protocol and the vessel itself, the Vile Scorn is a Unioner vessel, now, my crew and I have made unanimous agreement that the current direction of the Unioner leadership to reintegrate us into society at large isn't for us. I'm sure you of all people can understand the desire to live free of influence of governments and organisations that seek to exert control over their people. To get to the point, I need assistance with scrubbing this vessel from bottom to top and making it disappear, all signs that point to it being a Unioner vessel need to be removed and replaced, we wish to be truely independent.
I hope we can come to some sort of arrangement, credits for your discretion and services are more than plentiful.
An interesting situation you've got yourself into, Herr Grendel. And I've been wondering when people like you will appear.
Definitely took your sweet time.
First of all, I want to give you one free advice. If you know what is good for you and your crew, Herr, then I would recommend you to close this transmission. I doubt that your former comrades are going to let you leave in peace - especially with this "good ship" of yours - and with a heavy heart I should inform you that there are quite a lot of junkers who will happily forward the carbon copy of this message to Pacifica or wherever your friends are stationed now. Nothing's personal. Business is business and the Unioners will gladly pay a lot of credits for the message of this kind, hai.
Fortunately for you me and my team are not interested.
I go around under the name "Oxide" and I'm a head honcho of small team of Kreuzberg Junkers. This is everything you need to know about me. Our ship "Regal Rust" has been - unfortunately - turned into bunch of floating in space scrap after we've had a small misunderstanding with the brave Rheinwehr or whatever they call themselves now and we are looking for investments.
I help you to get out of Rheinland without Unioners and their new buddies chasing you and you help me to get back on my feet. Sounds like a good deal, hai?
Now - if you are interested - feel free to contact me over secure Neural-Net address and we will work something out.
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_______________________________ To: Mathias Grendel From: Cäcilie Myrthenbaum
There are no LADIES and GENTLEMEN around here you jackass. If you gonna be walking around and talk like this around hear I swear someone will beat your ass up! So before you stop talking like some bretonian prick from Cambridge uni I'd not suggest showing your pretty face around the bar, because it will stop being pretty very soon.
I mean what I say bitch and I'm at the bar. Don't risk it