"Hey, so like... I have been going to therapy, and well... Uh... they said that working with your group wouldn't be good for my mental health... So I did a background check, uh... He was some NT dude, so... I think I really want to join the Syndicate."
*I tap on the mic twice*
"Please don't tell me its on mute... Anyways, uh... during the time I was between jobs, I kinda taught myself how to like... mess with frequencies, and how to make a ton of Black Market Uplinks... So I kinda made some friends with some people in the FTU, but NT REALLY hates me now... and I think I might have some sort of deathsquad raiding the planet I take shelter on right now... So, if you have some sort of station I can live on, that would be appreciated. Also, I think I should have scrambled my signal beforehand, so... You might need to act faster now, sorry..."
"Honestly, you aren't the first to get into a situation like this. I will broadcast a couple of safehouses we have in the star sector; you just need to find a shuttle to get to them. But if you have the credits for it, I'm sure you can get some shuttle pilot to fly you out of there."