Robots, Gadolinium, Scrap, and Gin

[Badperson]

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"Fester!"

The man in question looked up from a completely destroyed wing section of an Eagle to see Hermann waving to him.

"Hermann! It's been too long!" Fester said as he grinned. "When did ya decide to come and visit me, cousin?"

Hermann let out a long sigh as he broke the news to his younger cousin. Fester's smile immediately faded as he heard the news. At least he doesn't have to get haunted by memories 5 years past, Hermann thought.

"Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy. This is bad! How'd ya get here?" Fester exclaimed.

"Took a shuttle to this place. Now I need to get my life back on track."

Hermann then told him about the things he took. Fester couldn't help but let a laugh escape.

"So you're saying the most worthwhile thing you ever had other than your wallet and gin was a coffee machine? Man, no wonder why Ma and Pa called you a crazy guy..." Fester then let the rest of his laughing fit escape.

"Auuughh....listen, I need a new ship to get all my money back," Hermann said, trying to get back on track. "You got any I can lend or just take?"

Fester finally stopped laughing, and didn't seem to notice everyone in the hangar staring at him. Call me a crazy one, Hermann thought.

"Well, we have this one old transport we decide to write off due to old age. Not because somethin' horrible decided to tear it apart or because it started to need a cane or whatever, it was because it always seemed to bring bad luck with it," Fester said. "Here, I'll show 'er to ya."

Hermann decided to just follow his cousin as he led the troubled guy to a small, unordinary door. Then, he wrenched the handle and pulled the door open to reveal a dusty, old hangar.

It was pretty foggy inside, foggy with the dust that now fell in chunks from the other side of the door. On the other side of the fog, he saw the outline of a Whale. When Fester flicked the light switch, he saw that the craft had some cracks throughout the superstructure, and the usual engine residue that came from excessive use.

Apparently, no one thought to clean the ship even after it was written off.

"Last owner was a William Overbeck, died in the very crew module for unknown reasons," Fester said as he opened the door to the crew module. "The crew decided to become total chickens after thinkin' some bad luck or some spiritual curse killed the old man, and wasted no time in getting the hell away."

Schultze climbed the stairs of the old Whale, and took a look around the crew cabin.



//Can you spot the Left 4 Dead 2 reference here?