Wanderer über dem Nebelmeer

[Traudel Habermeyer]

accessing database...

...KKS-Sprotte...

...awaiting input...

...recording

Identification: Habermeyer, Traudel

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Schneider meanwhile makes his way back, not paying much attention to what Traudel's device captures or not. Some more sparking cables, tools of different variety and a whole lot of corridor. Back on the bridge Kertz looks over his shoulder, eyes the recording device and quirks a brow. "She has not taken that with her?" "Nein. If i had to guess scared to lose it." "Likely, kept her grounded more often than not. Get a comms channel established, we need to hear how bad it is." "Jawohl, Herr Kaleun." After but a few moments static crackling can be heard - then it clears up. While waiting Schneider reaches over towards the camera, readjusting its position for a somewhat better frame.

"Habermeyer here. On my way. First assessment: Hull is severely scorched on this side. Parts of it definitely warped. The Vierlings i can see are... they are fused together with their hardpoints. Barrels, if i can even call them that anymore, entirely useless. Wait, it gets worse over here... that... it is the pulse cannon. That thing still holds a charge!" Both men look at each other upon hearing it. "Repeat that. Pulse cannon still holds a charge?" "Affirmative, sir. Crackling bright and violently over there. Almost like it is priming to fire." "That must be our power drain. Can you get any closer visual on it? How does the cannon itself look?" "Unlikely but i will try, sir." "Exercise caution, Habermeyer." "Understood."

Minutes pass without any word, both Kertz and Schneider sigh and rub their faces. The former gets up, crosses his arms and stares out into the nebula. Schneider turns a dial, frowning. "Habermeyer, come in. Do you read?" Static returns at first. "... -ay back. Pul-... ... is ... ... -ring." The recording begins to distort more, nearby viewport turning brighter and brighter. "Something is happening out there..., Habermeyer. Report!" No response from Traudel, footage starting to shake. "Herr Kaleun, do you feel that?" "I do. We have to get her ou-..." With a blinding flash of light, strong rumbling and a sudden deterioration of quality everything turns black after mere seconds.

Silence.

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