As he was ordered, Johan stood guard on the bridge. It had been his honor to take this mission for the reich, and he considered all he was doing here, even the boring things like standing guard, to be in service of the greater good. Still thought, guard duty was boring and monotonous, for a while, nothing happened. And in this absence of activity, Johan's mind tended to wander. He had been told it was caused by his brain not fully adapting to space travel, but still, it tended to unnerve him. Between the hums and beeps of the bridge controls and the soft hum of the ship engines, he subconciously imagined there to be occasional weird sound, sometimes it was a distant clang, like something hard hitting metal, setimes it was a soft humming, almost like soft whisphering. He had grown used to it by now, but he still tended to be quite jumpy when in this state of mind.<br/><br/>It was then that Günther rounded a corner in the hallway and offered Johan a Cigarette. He jumped at the sudden appearance of his old comrade-in-arms. "Scheize man, you know you shouldn't sneak up on me like that!" Johan quikly regained his compousure however. He then turned down the smoke offered to him. "Yeah, I still don't smoke man." He stepped away from his post to let Günther take his place. "Anyway, I'll be checking the other half of the ship now, have fun guarding an empty hallway."