The enginesong carried its tone through the hallway that Nikolai was walking through, the faint smell of oil at a familiar spot reminding him of how far he had gotten along the way. The hurried steps ahead made him press against a nearby wall to make way for a running crewman, continuing once more along the path when the steps passed him. His hood covered his head once more, his senses alert of his surroundings and his mind listening to the whispers of the warp. Nikolai Volkov was glad to be back on a ship.<br/><br/>While the Astropath Transcendent was not entirely unwilling to set his feet down on the dirt of the planetside he had a good reason to prefer the stars and the familiar walls of a starship. He was born in the Void and had come to feel more at ease within the void than he could on the planetside, and there was the matter of being sought after by a criminal who might just bother to track him down, eventually. If it came to that, he would fight the foe from the past, but the less time he spent wandering on dirt the less leads he would leave behind him. Though the journeys of a Rogue Trader should take him far enough that the chances of running into his past were slim. Which didn't really comfort the Psyker who had learned the hard way that sometimes slim odds meant things were actually more likely to happen for the sake of irony.<br/><br/>Yet his thoughts while wandering through the corridor were brought back to the celebration on the planetside earlier, and the meeting with the rest of the crew. Though the Astropath had been curious about them, the one that drew his interest most was the member of the Cult of Mechanicus. The discussion they had that night had amused him and he had found himself smiling at the memory. Though the party itself felt somewhat distasteful to him, especially given the public nature of it, he could not help but feel grateful for having ran into her there. As such his thoughts were wandering to a few questions about her that kept playing out in his head, but at that time, he should have been paying more attention to where he was going.<br/><br/>Though he had come to know the path he took, things changed from day to day and it just so happened a particular corridor had a bit of a glitch earlier requiring a jury-rigged cable over the hallway to fix a problem of some connection that could not be fixed under the floor grill there. If he had been paying more attention he might have noticed it, but at that time, he walked right into it, his foot advancing only to be caught by thick industrial wire, his foot stopping to that while the rest of his body continued ahead.<br/><br/>The effects were self-evident as the robed man fell ahead and slammed onto his arms on the floor, hissing briefly and cursing in high gothic for a couple of seconds, before trying to pull himself to his feet again, only to hear a very unpleasant sound. The sound of live wire sparking with electricity in the hallway somewhere close to where his foot had pulled on the wire. Suddenly very aware of the fact that blind and with repair work going on somewhere nearby, he might get himself electrocuted if he wasn't careful. His hearing told where the crackling of current was, but it was on a very loose basis on a hallway where an echo might carry a bit of way, and he wasn't even sure if he had pulled the wires out of something nearby or if he had managed to snap them right in the middle where his foot was. Given their possible age, it wasn't as impossible as it perhaps should have been.<br/><br/>"That was unpleasant, but based on the sound of it things could have been a lot worse." He muttered to himself while seeking to stand, briefly wondering if he disrupted some repair work elsewhere with that latest trip. While Nikolai hoped he didn't he certainly wasn't too pleased about whoever had decided to pull the wires across the hallway either. "Anyone nearby? I can hear the current crackling nearby, but I can't quite place it." He spoke seriously, not alarmed but aware of the danger it presented. Electric fire was bad enough, a malfunction in a system was worse, and the possibility of death by electrocution was not something he wanted to experience either.