"So Erwin backed out didn't he?", says a voice through the receiver.
"Yes, Enger and I were briefing him for the mission ahead. Apparently he doesn't like the thought of an aggressor out there wanting to kill him. Not like it stopped us before," finish Frey with a laugh.
"That's because you always go looking for trouble. I'm surprise you survived the last mission."
"Hey, that was your mission. You made me come along that almost had me killed."
"Ok, ok, I'll take the blame for that. So your new captain, he's up for the job?"
"Yes, ready and willing. I also believe that if they do get into trouble, he can get them out."
"Very well, hopefully we can find them this time. Until then, keep me updated on the details Frey."
"Gotcha. See ya Cap."
Ending he transmission, Frey slow gets up from to be chair he was sitting on in front of the radio and exits the room. Stretching out his limbs that are not broken, Frey looks down the hall towards the general direction of the Councilman's office. Pressing his lips together and thinking of wether or not to head back into the office, he walks of in the other direction towards the main lobby. There he goes over to the receptionist.
"Excuse me, would you send a message to Councilman Enger that I'll be out in he city."
"Oh yes sir," the receptionist says as he looks up, "May I ask where you will be if the Councilman asks?"
"I'll be by the Militia Docks."
Writing down the location, he says to Frey, "I'll inform him right away sir."
"Thank you," He replies with a smile as he limps out of the building.
Feeling the wind passing through his hair, Frey takes the slow walk towards the docks. After around 20 minutes, he arrives seeing the prospect crew members.