Lost to the wind

[Serpentis]

Flash of red and the sensation of pain hit him like a brick, he found himself kneeled on the deck in a room whose only lighting was that of screens on the sides. Sergei knew this room. He looked around, then noticed there was someone else in the room, he was young, short hair, damn good looking, dressed in a Coalition Commissar uniform, watching a monitor and idly tapping a pad in his hand. Sergei looked upon his former self, the man he once was. He remembered he took the name of ‘Rasputin’, after the Old Earth Legend of the man that was a mystic and close with Nicholas II. It was a whole thing, he was so proud of being with his people after running away from Bretonia and he took on the name of Ivan Rasputin. What a f*cking jerk. Well, here he was. Who he used to be. And in his deepest desires, wished to be again. But, then, he had to change and go away, far away, a new face, new identity. Rasputin looked at the screen for a while longer, then a ding was heard and he checked a communicator, Sergei could hardly hear what was said, but he recognised the voice itself. Katz.

SLAM! “Urgh..”, Sergei felt himself hit the floor in his bunk on the Lindwyrm, his new wonderful ship. He got up and rubbed his forehead and sighed. Then dragged himself off to the mess hall, in there he noticed he only had basic provisions for the future. He had to check with Heinrich if he could get some, not to mention the crew that he was gonna station on the Lindwyrm. “I am gonna have to buy him a new station if this goes on..” Sergei mumbled to himself and grabbed some rations and a cup of coffee.

Eventually he found himself back on the station and was gonna have a chat with Heinrich, he walked up to the office and knocked on the door frame before stepping in. "Guten morgen.” Heinrich said, without looking up from the screen on his desk. “Hey, Heinrich, got stuff ready in the cargo bay, just need some crew and supplies and we’re good to go.”, Sergei yawned and sat down on the chair in front of the desk. “Good, good. I got a few crew that wanted to sign up, and got tired of running hangar duty on this station.”, Heinrich finally looked up from his screen and at Sergei. “They’ll be on our payroll for now until you’ve done what we’ve asked you to do.” Heinrich smiled at him. “Don’t worry, you’ll make a profit with regular cargo, and when this is done, you can do whatever the f*ck you want.”.
Sergei smiled at that and leaned back in his seat. “That sounds good, thanks again Heinrich. Giving me another shot here. Well, I mean, the cause did owe me a bit as well.” Sergei smirked at Heinrich, he on the other hand rolled his eyes. “Not enough to pay for a ship and crew, but yeah, you’ve done some great work for us in the past. But, only for us here. The big guns, the higher ups? They don’t care about all of this minor stuff. They have a war to wage.” Sergei raised both hands at him. “Fine fine fine.. But, yeah, we’ll get going as soon as everyone and everything is on board. But..” Sergei stopped himself. Heinrich quirked an eyebrow at him. “Hm?” Sergei said low. “Well, if you find anything about implants, I really could use some help with this. The tech is far more than ordinary sh*t after all.”, Sergei was unsure he even wanted more eyes on this, he had no idea what it may be worth to some people. Heinrich just waved a hand dismissively. “It’s fine, I’ll ask around, not mentioning any names, ok?”. Sergei nodded a few times. “That works, thanks. Well, I’ll check the hangar and such, can you introduce me to my new crew, ja?”, Sergei smirked at Heinrich who got up and they headed out.
There were a few new faces that Sergei hadn’t met before on Northeim, young faces, damn young. The six others were older ones though, but bored out of their minds. Pleasantries and introductions aside, they managed to get it all on board and the crew got Lindwyrm ready for launch. Heinrich grabbed Sergei’s arm before he boarded. “Look, I trust you with this. But, if sh*t comes down, blow up and destroy the real cargo, got it? No matter what, destroy it.” Heinrich nodded, all serious like. Sergei looked confused, but nodded. “No worries, I got it covered.” he pats Heinrich’s shoulder twice. “See you when I see you.” and Sergei gave Heinrich a two finger salute and headed onboard the frigate.

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