Albrecht was walking through the hallways on his way to the pilot's lounge. Listening to his favourite music on large headphones, he was completely oblivious to all the yelling that was going on.
"Uuuh, yeah. Ageira can haul that..to there...but only from here..."
He started nodding his head in rhythm to the music.
"Damn all those laws...."
Quietly sighing he pulled out a book from one of the pockets of his uniform, immediately starting to browse through the pages.
"Ha!" He snapped his fingers "Page 631, here it is....aha...mhm..."
Albrecht sighed again, slowly shaking his head in resignation. "I am never gonna learn all this complicated stuff. Why can't these damn laws be phrased more understandable?"
He opened up the front page of the handbook and looked at something that was scribbled in the corner with a pencil.
"§1 Rot ist tot."
"If it only were that easy...." The book vanished again in one of his pockets.
Just as he was looking up to contiue walking he saw Hauptmann Schmitt heading back to her office. He slowly leaned his head over to one side and started to focus on the Hauptmann's behind.
"Uuuuh, they should list _that_ under restricted goods...."
Albrecht started walking again, nodding his head and tapping his fingers on his leg.
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