*he runs through the docking hanger, trying to catch her before she goes*
*She got her, at her Ship*
Frau Sachs, wait a second. First of all I'm the owner of this Station, wether I or you need to pay for anything here. So here is your Money you gave me for that Whiskey.
*He lights a cigarette*
Then the second point, well I think saying that you arent trustworth wasnt true. I mean lets keep the way Its be usually made, you get the half before the Contract and the other half after it.
*He puffes out some smoke*
Well after all you're blaming me for things in the past, well I was the Leader of Security Wing, and was also interested in Research Mission. So well I asked for a permission for a Valkyrie. And I'm still going right I was researching in the one dangerous places in whole Sirius, called Leeds. Well and it might be to much to say that a little bit "self-defense" in such an arrier isnt too much. So its might be a little unfair, to blame me for a Heavy Fighter eh?
*He tipps on his tablet*
Well, I think I wasnt really honest to you, I could effort some more Money, and yeah I've looked up some stuff, you were right, the price Daumann Heavy Construction is paying for 40.000 Units Cryocubes is about 190.000.000 Sirius Credits, well this isnt really what I was expecting about, but I think if you get 150.000.000 Sirius Credits for just 30.000 Units Cryocubes, we could make a deal.
*He puffs out some smoke*
And please come back and sit down, your Whiskey isnt empty yet. *He smiles*
"Make note of this herr Reuter, Ich am more than capable of acting as a professional, coming here und getting insulted was not my idea of a 'friendly' chat, how you described it earlier. I'll forget it now, but if this happens one more time, I'll be turning my back und never look back."
She sits down on a stairwell which was positioned next to the two.
"If you don't mind, my bones are weary und Ich lack the stamina to walk back to the pub."
"Ich am not blaming you on the issue of the fighter you requested. To keep it simple und 'friendly', it was the way you requested things, or sometimes not requested anything und did things you were not cleared for. Not just from us, but from others too. The overall tone was disrespectful at best. You went out ahead several times on your own account seriously damaging ALG business und relations we have, sometimes with great effort, built up. Ich remember something about breaking Liberty embargo laws too. Your research was good, Ich am not commenting you about that, but as said your overall behaviour alongside with several, couple of big, missteps made the board anonymously decide to strip you of your place within my company. But as Ich said before, if we can bury the past now, let it be for what it is und try to develop atleast a more friendly status between us or our companies, we'd be better off. For all those involved."
She grabs her carton of cigarettes and lights one up.
"Now, business it is. You need 30,000 units of cryocubes. You're apparently willing to... hang on.... pay 5,000 credits per unit. This, herr Reuter, is talking business."
She opens her personal pad and presses a few buttons.
"Contacting the trade department herr Reuter, let me see if we have the capability at this current moment to address such a amount of units needed. For all Ich know we are currently already lacking available transports for it."
After a couple of minutes Nelly looks up, she grabs a cigarette and lights it.
"It seems herr Reuter, we have a deal."
She turns her gaze inwards, such as one does when opening the neural-net through the retinal implants.
"Consider it a deal. 30,000 units for the total price of 150,000,000 Sirius credits, 75,000,000 up front, the rest when all the units are safely delivered upon Borkum."
"If you would be so kind to send the first half of the payment to the following neural-net coding Ich am sending you know, I'll inform the trade department to find the right people for the job und have them start immediately." (// Send to: [ALG]-Bank)
She stands up and walks towards the Wolfsburg.
"I'll be creating a secure transmission open to those involved in the delivery process, having them insert cargo-logs with time stamps into it."
She says whilst continuing to walk towards her ship.
"Herr Reuter, you have shown me today redemption is a possible thing. Let's make this a platform upon we can work together in the near future. Things are set in motion. For now, Danke for the drink und the chat, stay safe und perhaps we meet again in person. Good luck."
Nelly climbs up her ship and closes the doors. Take-off protocol is initiated and her ships slowly undocks.
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