I'm just reaching you to get news from you. I suppose you are still kicking like last time we met.
I also needed to tell you that, you can, maybe, remove my name on your list of contacts. It's not that I don't like you nor I have issues with you. It's more because last month was hell and I needed to start as new. However, if you have a contact who can toy with my transponder, feel free to share a name or a group.
Remain safe and hopefully you don't play with fire.
Here I thought this was a social call. Mmm, guess not. Either way... yes, I'm fine as always.
Ah, and you almost kicked the bucket yourself. And while at it, you ask me to erase you from my list while also asking for a favor. One of these days you ought to tell me what happened, Lea.
So you want a fresh start. Pissed off the wrong goons? Are we giving up merc work so soon? I'm sure you have reasons that are better than both of those. Anyhow. Yes, I know someone who can do it. An unlikely friend of a friend of a friend as it were. Do you have the credits to cover this expense?
Before you start inventing illogical reasons as to why do I ask this, I'm just going to tell you that it is a genuine question. From one acquaintance to another.
I will tell you when we will meet, one day that is. I did not give up on the mercenary job- not yet to say the least. Actually, I found a group that needed an escort pilot. It was paying well. Yes I speak in the past because some matters needed to be cleared on my end.
If you didn't go in Rheinland, you missed the news. But it doesn't matter anymore...
As for the credits, it depends how much you are talking about.
Alright. I just set you up with someone who can work on your transponder. You'll also get a new identity to boot. Whether you choose to use it or not is entirely up to you I suppose.
The whole package will set you back 1.200.000 Credits. If you're alright with what's on the table, then wire me the credits and what you want your new name and transponder to look like.
You know. I knew this incredible girl on Curacao a few years back. Hot like the sun and smart. And me? Well I was a sucker for gingers with a mild drinking problem. We met over a glass of Manhattan. Give anyone a few "on the house" drinks and they turn into an open book, I tell you. Yet for some reason that never quite worked out in her case. Either she was outperforming by biomechanic liver or she had some weird trick at her disposal.
[He left out a joyous chuckle.]
Whatever the case, I almost thought I met my match. If only I were the better half of me that time. The one that's currently buried by ten layers of nonsensical, nigh illogical personality traits. Or maybe that's what she liked about me in the first place, who knows? I had a free psychiatrist that day and didn't even know it. And yes, that was her field. I found out after she left the suite in the morning.
So...Lea. You do know that when I said the identity was optional, I really meant it, hm? The part where I told you that you can use that extra perk or not being all up to you. Instead of throwing in the towel, you ought to just tell me nicely: "Thank you, Cal'. I'll just take the transponder and nothing else". To which I'll respond with "Great. Less work for everyone involved!". Now do you want to try again? And maybe throw in what you actually did that it showed over the news. To me it sounded like you probably messed up and wanted to stay low for a while.
It wasn't so hard now, was it? If you can't pay because you're not financially sound, that's fine. I'll put you on a list and you'll pay me back at a later date so long as you don't forget it. The people doing this job can't be kept waiting for long before they lose interest, you know.
My humble suggestion? Lets get this over with sooner rather than later. We'll settle on credits some other time, probably in the next month.
You can pay up now or next month, in short. And give me the finer details: what do you want that transponder to say? I'm guessing you have about a week before the window closes and you'll be left to your own devices.