Doc Hope suggests I keep a log for myself... She described even with my need to keep others going, my view that I am alone is true and that my efforts will only attract those willing to bare the burn, yet I will still persist that those sharing that burn are worth more than myself. Telling me to savour them if they come along. So as a result, she suggest I write down to remember what I think with a clear head after reflection rather than what I assume during the horror and disgust we jump into.
It's been a tough few years, we've quietly been building under the nose of this regime but our shadows move differently compared to the spotlight the imperials enjoy. Tennstedt has been favourable in salvaging equipment from the many battlefields of Thuringia and Frankfurt. I'll admit that it has started to grow tiresome ripping components from wrecks and sorting them according to binning grade. But our fleet has expanded enough that we can afford offensive efforts soon and hopefully send a clear message to the imperials after the loss of Bautzen... The urge to shed blood has been restrained for now but the calling is clear. We've come to an agreement within and we will support Klugmann in his efforts in the ways of the Damnatio Memoriae. I don't know where we will be asked to go, but if the need for an equalising instrument of fear is required against the Kaiserreich; we will be here.
Speaking of building up forces, The Klaxon, an Insurgency Dreadnaught has sought refuge with Klugmann and his flotilla. I must admit the idea of a liberty dreadnaught at our disposal would have some of the Imperial Military drooling at their teeth for either a trophy or exploitation... Their crew have become extremely valuable during their stay with us, not just an inspirational introduction to their means of direct democracy but especially helping with maintaining services for those under the Bundschuh's refuge. Thankfully a mix of our abilities kept the seclusion of Howe and their vessel uncompromised within the Sigmas has created an aura of co-habitation... I will need to speak with them again soon, potentially to assist Commander Howe in returning the Klaxon to her intended operational state at his crews will.
Another thing... I've been exploring more ever since the Gate network blackout, makes me feel like I'm truly chasing up on something instead of living a mundane life. I don't know if it's the Jump-space projects, the memories of Weimar's bloodsoil or whatever scars the Mindshare ha-- no... Mindshares, there's more of them now and I'll have to come to terms with the possibility of something beyond the hive of festering hatred that puppeted the lost souls of Weimar. But they have to prove themselves to me this time, if they truly are even capable of standing by a word of trust. But if I was to deal with what I've been told are monsters lurching from the darkness...? The pains of Weimar were either my limits or preparation for what is to come, but the minimum of my hopes is that humanity can survive.
There is a lot to catch up on in Sirius, I feel old, decrepit and obsolete. Even in these feelings I'm reminded of what I am to become if it's empowered in the wrong direction. Raven... -nant... Revenant had to remind me of OPSEC for once, their lines joined with the Gammu AI are waiting embattlement against the Corpo-Mercs of the Core. Quite the initial surprise when she threatened to kill me if I didn't keep my word on its secrecy, I don't blame her... I only knew her through Hunt, we've been distant and never talk much other than between whatever mundane attempt of personal repair that phycological genocide-factory made, but when she was married to the man that left me for dead, what do you expect? I think I'm only speaking to her because she's a familiar voice in Sirius that I know of in these matters. It's fucked... I feel like my augments are also frying themselves over this information. So now I have a choice, trust her word that she and her people will help The Platform in its need, or I can try and investigate in that system for whatever this oncoming storm is and get ejected into the void and left for dead like her Ex left me... Although she'll promise to do both the shooting and the leaving.
I need to prepare the a portion of Tennstedt to handle Fringe-Science operations... We of Rheinland's darkest has known the unpredictability of the Void for a long time. I just hope Klugmann realizes what we do to defend his right to life, no matter what punishment will inevitably fall on us, I accept that in hopes those after me are better.
