Wanderer über dem Nebelmeer

[Traudel Habermeyer]

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Identification: Habermeyer, Traudel

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"... -liere den Verstand wenn das so weitergeht!" A heavy sigh follows, before a surprised and stressed woman in a Rheinwehr uniform stares at the recording device that had just flickered to life. "Hah! Well, would you look at that. Here we are again, you are working old girl! I knew you could do it. Never doubted you for a second." Desperation and tiredness wash over Traudel's face. Behind her nothing but the bleak and martial dark green metal of a Rheinland vessel's interior. "It has been months we last had contact with any supply vessel. Kertz believes the time for even stricter rationing has come, reliable contact a luxury no longer in our grasp. Repairs were an issue before, but we managed with the spare parts we had. These are all but used up." Blue eyes, dark circles below them, dart to the side as she rubs her temples, shoulders sinking. "Now we work on what is left to be repurposed. A recent ion storm fried parts of the sensor array and what i took to begin repairs may have been a step too far. Rerouting this much through wiring never intended for that amount may bite me in the a-..." Abruptly cut off by a male voice, Traudel jolts up in her chair. "Habermeyer, komm'se ran hier! Time for another hands-on lesson in engine and reactor maintenance." Straightening her uniform once, Traudel composes herself. Stoic facade betrayed by a hint of lingering exhaustion. "Jawohl, Herr Kaleun! On my way!"

An empty seat remains in focus, while the sound of footsteps draws further and further away. Distant voices, various metallic clangs and the whirring of tools from another compartment soon the only thing recorded for well over an hour...

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