Theobald Franklin sits down and grinnes. Before he starts talking he takes a big draw from the beer that somebody just positioned directly infront of him. He exhales: "Ah, nothing special at the moment. Flying the standard routes through Liberty, Rheinland, Kusari at the moment, you know. Everything is fine more or less. Now she gets a thourough scrubbing by the port cleaning crew. Needs it desperatly. The last group of so called 'VIP's' has been a messy lot. My own staff nearly quited after the farewell party they had in one of the halls."
He shakes his head in disbelief and takes a nother big gulp, draining the glass to one third: "But the biggest thing is that I still haven't decided who should replace Mathew. It works for now without him, but I need a new first maat soon. I just haven't found anybody with his qualities on board."
He drains the glass completly and thumps it down.
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