A lone solder walks through the hallway, towards Reichhert. He halts his advance with a good amount of distance between them, carefully gasping his automatic weapon. He calmly and evenly begins to talk from his place 5 meters ahead of the agent who had just arrived.
[font=Agency FB][color=#CCFFFF] Guten tag Herr Reichert, We have been waiting for you.
If you would please follow me, I can show you exactly where we need to go.
The solder turns sharply on one heel and begins to march down the corridor, bathed in a sickly yellow light emanating from paneling on the walls. He softly eyes the figuer behind him, making sure he is obediently following him, and making sure that the currently unnoticed rear guard had managed to take up their position behind the couple.
It was a long walk, nearly half way down one of the station's arms before the man leading them showed any sign of life other then the steady marching of his boots. Suddently, the man snapped to a halt in place, and turned around once more, facing the agent. He motioned to a door beside them.
[font=Agency FB][color=#CCFFFF] Here you are. Please enter, they are waiting for you.