"It's easy, Andreas." - Udo muttered.
"You go to the Internal Armory Administration, deck G, room 518. Find Hans Schnoor, you;ll have to submit official request anyway, but he'll be the one forwarding it. It's mostly up to him does the pilot hear ja or nein. He knows how to manipulate superiors, use for his own advantage their good and bad mood, he'll properly prepare folks officially responsible for such decisions, especially some Rheinwehr administration girl assigned for that department as Military's representative. You know how it is, those Militars rarely are around to do their job, but have clitoris covered in a sand any time someone else flies "their" ships, including even Polizei.
"Their" ships, ghehehe, good one...
Normally Schnoor would tax you for such service, but he owns me a favor or two. Tell him "everything will be fine", he'll understand I sent you.
Oh, and tell that Rheinwehr girl Udo remembers, give her my NeurNet adress - here Udo gave Andreas small piece of paper with some written note on it - in case she makes problems about that Wraith, I'll ensure during the next meeting she stops being an obstacle. She'll be even happy from that convincing, hue...Was that Elsa, or Erika..I don't remember, I was drunk after the patrol, and it was dark..in...the...room.." *zzz-zzz...*
Andreas stood up and looked at snoring Udo, sleeping drunk leaning on a wall. Unfinished second "Recharger" was still on the table.
"Maybe it's worth trying, I'm curious how does it taste..." - Andreas thought and decided to...
