SCRA Communications Centre

[Dieter Schprokets]

A lone Wraith entered Omega 52.

The pilot was still mostly flesh and blood, but was held together by various artificial components and about a million nanobots, doing the things that organs used to do.

He avoided the fire from the weapons platforms, and flew above plane to avoid more fire.

A Coalition Insurgent class fighter approached him, and challenged him. The answer he received was not polite.

"You insolent whelp. Do not make me kill you. That's not why I am here, though it would hardly delay my purpose."

"I was flying with Jan Richtofen when you were a babe on your mother's knee. THAT is why I'm here. Take this."

The Wraith released a small package. The Coalition pilot said nothing, but scanned the package, wary of tracking it in.

"It's a bottle of the finest Rheinland Schnapps. Pour it on his grave. Jan would appreciate that."

The Wraith turned and made course back to the jump hole.

"Courtesy of Viz Admiral Dieter Schprokets. To an old friend, and an honourable enemy. Died defending Rheinland from Mon'star."

"Seems he came home after all."

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