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Deck 3, Quarter Number 3-275, WGS Ostara, Somewhere in the Sigma Cluster
10/11/823 AS, 0132 Ship time

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The young man opened his flightsuit, and quickly got dressed in a bit more casual attire. There was not much room aboard the cruiser, not with so many pilots and technicians stuffing the corridors, but it had been enough to leave him a small cell of 9 square meters that he didn't have to share with anyone.
Until now, that was.
The damn commander had decided to put him on watch duty for the crazy girl. Sure, she wasn't really crazy, but she never talked to the others when she was eating and usually stuck to herself, which had left her with a bit of a reputation among the fighter jocks. And also, she was married to the Oberst. The woman he had sworn to make her face the consequences of her actions on Hamburg.
He sat down on the sole chair in the room, waiting for the doorbell to ring, steeling herself for this new task. Damn, he really just wanted to sleep.

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#notmyfrankfurt