The Jaeger and the Neustadt

[DBoy1612]

Freelamen stood up from his chair and walked out of the room quickly to his next appointment, but an better idea came to mind. He waited for Krieg and Hiltraud to make their way out of the room and signaled them to stop, keeping just enough distance so their voices wouldn't reach Schprokets ear.

"Admirals, permission to take the night off tonight?

Hiltraud raised her eyebrow, "For what reason, Vize Admiral?"

"Oh, I plan on taking Schprokets on at his little game."

Both the Admirals smiled and nodded their heads as they walked to the end of the corridor. Meric stood there with a grin on his face and walked off to his officer only a few floors down to grab his comm device and contact Pschorr personally for a little 'celebration' on his newly appointed Cruiser.

Pschorr received the transmission and replied no more then 5 minutes later with a surprised yet happy look on his face, accepting Freelamen's offer for a drink. Meric smiled again, yet an evil smile, one you'd usually see him with just after blowing up a Hessian Sabre.

With no time to lose, Freelamen walked off to the bar not to far from his building where Pschorr was already waiting for him. Pschorr greeted him and smiled, holding out his hand. Freelamen took a second to reply with the same gesture, and walked in to the bar offering to pay for Pschorr first drink. They sat down on one of the stools as the bar cheered when Freelamen walked in. Meric looked up at the corners of the wall, looking for where the security cameras were located in the bar itself. One was just sitting on top of them, watching Pschorr as he started chugging down his first glass of alcohol.

Meric ordered a drink for himself just after Pschorr has finished his second. He started telling random stories of his past actions in the military, slowly moving on to his total lack of female interaction, by the time his third drink was down he was wobbling as he tries to walk over to a table across the room, yelling what was confidential information about the Military, along with the random spurts of puke that dripped from his mouth. Half way through his forth he tried giving a Freelamen a hug calling him 'his hero'. Meric, still with the evil grin on his face, pushed Pschorr aside and said outloud, "Congratulations, you've been demoted, Commander."

Pschorr didn't understand what he had heard and chugged the last of his drink down, a mistake on his part as he collapsed to the ground just afterwards.

"Idiot..."

Meric left the bar quickly leaving Pschorr on the floor and walked back up to his office. He logged in to the security footage from the bar and downloaded the data from the beginning and end of their stay. He forwarded the video to Schprokets with a message at the end of it.

"Fine, you got your Cruiser. Now shut up, get in the damn thing, and blow up that wing of Unioners that's been bugging us before I change my mind."

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