Unconventional Warfare

[TheJarl]

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Rosa smiled, she was a rather cheerful person, which was accented by the fact that Eltmann was a terribly gloomy place, not to mention that Eistochterists were usually notoriously moody. “I’m sure you’ve got other talents to make up for that attempt at a joke.” She suddenly gave a concerned look. “No seriously, I do hope you are good at whatever you are going to do, because I don’t really understand.” She starts patting her belt and her pockets following her hands with her head, clearly searching for something, stopping when her hand was on a pocket on the side of right leg. She pulls out a device about the size of a deck of cards and holds it between her fingers, her arm stretched out and looking at it with a sort of fascination. “So uh, this is what you need apparently. Supposed to be used when you want to update a ship’s software or something. I don’t know. You do. I hope. You do know, right?”

She shakes head as if to reset herself to prevent drifting off. “Anyway, I will get you to the hangar that is sort of the refugee transit-hub-thing where you are scheduled to pilot a Humpback to Bruchsal. You are early so you have maybe 20 minutes or so to do the thing with this thing.” She waves the device around. “Without anyone else nosing around.” She hands the device to Fischer. “If you have any questions, ask them now, ask them here. If not, let’s go.”