A man with nearly fully gray blonde hair traversed the halls of the living quarters of Raumerben's headquarters, humming a small tune to himself. He was an older man in his late fifties or early sixties by the looks of it and dressed in all the usual Raumerben attire, uniform and overcoat in place. Though one thing was off about his uniform, the regular black had been replaced by a pristine white. The uniform of the Raumerben during its inception phase now reserved as a honorific for those that had served the group for more than forty years.
The man's name was Jurgen Rohr, one of the original White Knights. Nowadays he served mainly as the man keeping the hangar up and running, years and years of knowledge about the units used by the Raumerben as well as having been the White Knight's designated supply master made him well fit for the role.
Though it did mean that despite his age he had little in terms of free time, especially with the new arrivals only a few weeks ago. Stocking their belongings, arranging paint to be brought out of storage for their units in addition to all the new maintenance work to be distributed and personnel to get in the running. He enjoyed it though, it was refreshing to see new faces. Let alone ones that were to aid his and his companion's replacements. The kids showed promise but needed time and experience they wouldn't get from simply fending off a tin can or two alongside some greedy hunters.
But that was why he was here, the hangar had quieted down at last and with it some semblance of free time returned. So Jurgen took this chance to go meet some of the members of the 'Tornado Company' as they were called.
The man's name was Jurgen Rohr, one of the original White Knights. Nowadays he served mainly as the man keeping the hangar up and running, years and years of knowledge about the units used by the Raumerben as well as having been the White Knight's designated supply master made him well fit for the role.
Though it did mean that despite his age he had little in terms of free time, especially with the new arrivals only a few weeks ago. Stocking their belongings, arranging paint to be brought out of storage for their units in addition to all the new maintenance work to be distributed and personnel to get in the running. He enjoyed it though, it was refreshing to see new faces. Let alone ones that were to aid his and his companion's replacements. The kids showed promise but needed time and experience they wouldn't get from simply fending off a tin can or two alongside some greedy hunters.
But that was why he was here, the hangar had quieted down at last and with it some semblance of free time returned. So Jurgen took this chance to go meet some of the members of the 'Tornado Company' as they were called.