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1123 hours - New Berlin Central Spaceport - Planet New Berlin

A man of middle age tried to cut his way through a hopeless crowded asile in a Rheinland shuttle.
The man had a coat over his arm and was carrying a briefcase.
He finaly managed to find his reserved seat at the window.
Outside his wife and 5 year old boy waved him goodbye, not knowing where he was sitting exactly.
Suddenly the shuttle began to move and he pressed his hand against the window.


The spaceport slowly disappeared in the falling snow while the shuttle made its way towards the upper atmosphere.
Breaching through the thick clouds revealed a clear view. Planet New Berlins orbit, a busy place.
The shuttle steered to the starboard side, passing police patrols inspecting towed transport near the mooring fixture.
The middle aged man took a look outside his window and started to smile.
Military patrols passed the shuttle and suddenly The Ring appeared in the window.
A large station combined with a shipyard and many docking fixtures around the ring like construction, that is why it was called The Ring.
The mooring points of the station were occupied by several larger ships.
Military cruisers, civilian transports, liners and other ships occupied the surroundings of the station.
One giant ship caught the mans attention.
The Ravensburg. The Rheinland flagship herself was towed at The Ring. Movers and other small vessel swarmed the large ship. Obviously it was beeing refitted or repaired.

A quick turn to the right side made the battleship to disappear and a new towed vessel made it into the field of view. A large liner was also moored with The Ring, awaiting her passengers.
Suddenly the loudspeakers began to blast out a loud female voice.
[color=#33CC00]"Sehr geehrte Fluggaeste, wir befinden uns im Landeanflug auf das Linienschiff Dresden. Bitte halten sie ihre Paesse bereit. Danke fuer ihre Aufmerksamkeit."
The same transmission was made twice. The first one in German, the second one in English. The recent years he old language became popular again.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we are approaching the liner Dresden right in this moment. Please keep your passports ready at any time. Thank you for your attention."

Once the shuttle landed onboard the Liner Dresden the doors opened quickly. Time was crucial in this business.
A passport checkpoint was established by the Rheinland Federal Police.
The man pulled out his passport and showed it to the checking officer.

A name and the Kanzleramt stamp could be seen on the passport.
Dietrich Schreiber. Kanzleramt

Dietrich suddenly shivered and decided put his coat on. He quickly checked his briefcase and moved on.
"Great. That is why I hate public transportation systems. The airconditioners are always adjusted the wrong way.
I just hope Cambridge isn't that cold during this season of the year."

The Liner undocked from the station and set course for Bretonian space.
A two hours travel was ahead of Dietrich Schreiber. His seat was right next to a young family with a baby.
Dietrich closed his eyes to get some rest, but somehow he already knew that he would not be able to sleep at all.

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