To wait in such a lifeless place for so long would have been arduous for the impatient if it were not for the interesting company that filled the room. Finally, a dropship had landed, but the excited among those waiting were soon disappointed. The ship's large hull opened wide open revealing loads of cargo that were quickly offloaded by the ship's small crew before they departed again without a word. In the end, the wait of more than two hours was interrupted by a dropship much smaller than the last. The attendant dropped his booked and rose to his feet. He spoke simply. "This is yours." He opened the door next to him and waited for the station's occupants to exit through it and toward the dropship.<br/><br/>The dropship was almost worryingly small, but before any worries could settle themselves too deeply the ship's pilot leaped from his cockpit door. The man, who's stature fell somewhat short of six feet, landed gracefully before the group and started immediately into introductions. "Hello, friends. I am Hans Streicher and this is your captain speaking." He flashed a brilliant smile across his frighteningly Aryan face. He spoke again correcting himself. "Well, I'll be your captain for the trip to Lubeck. I'm only going to be the pilot from there on." He wore a plain button-up and boring jeans in the most casual way he could.<br/><br/>After thorough introductions, he pulled a door down from the dropship's hull and motioned everyone inside. From the outside, it was dubious that six passengers could live comfortably inside, even considering the trip would only last a few days, but Hans' encouragement prompted at least an attempt.