Chasing old demons never turned out well

[Ace Razgriz]

Frankfurt was a place Amelia had barely been before Nika managed to get her out of her shell and actually out into space. Now it was an ordinary stop for Amelia, long had she abandoned the concept of a life confined to the atmosphere of Hamburg, smiling to herself at the same time that she was dreading what she was going to have to face going into the Bundschuh environment. As inside as she had been before with Annika and even her contacts, she had not yet been to a Bundshuh installation, so the dread of even being granted docking permission aboard Bruchsal would only lead to the next step in fear. She pulled her thrusters down to a halt as she idled less than a kilometer outside of the base, switching on her voice comms and taking a deep breath.

"Bruchsal base, this is Serenity class transport 'Tageslicht', hauling toiletries and supplies for the base, requesting permission to moor"

After a brief pause, which only induced horrifying anxiety for Amelia, the operator chattered back her assigned mooring point. Amelia was glad she could at least get through to find some answers in the time she had on the base, and as she exited her transport immediately began pacing through the hallways of the station, looking for a face Nika had taught her to recognize. She quickly remembered the writing of her former friend, and took a turn towards the bar, sure to find a source there without seeming too direct.


The bar on Bruchsal certainly wasn't anything impressive by the standards she and Nika had managed to set during their schooling years. Smiling to herself as she recalled fond memories, she approached the bartender with a shy face

"Right eh, 'll take whatever is easy for you, and I'm uh, also a pretty big fan of Annika Haupt's educational writings... Is there perhaps anybody you could point me to that would have more information connected to her?"

After a brief conversation with the aging bartender, she finally got a name... Hermann Jensen... and luckily enough, even on Bruchsal. Amelia set about crawling the stations residential quarters to find whoever Hermann Jenson was, eventually dropping by a room that had H. Jensen printed next to the room number. She figured this was actually him, surprisingly easy... but likely a road ahead.

Amelia stepped forward, lightly touching the capacitive button that activated the rooms notification system.

She was committing now, whether or not this turned out well, Amelia was finding Annika Haupt again