Hans Von Hammer (The Enemy Ace) (
the_enemy_ace) wrote in
paradisa2012-03-06 11:17 pm
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Eine - The Rittmeister Arrives
[The letters that appear on the page is in a fine, elegant hand. Clearly, he is treating this as an exercise in potentially creating a historical document. After all, he might be here for some time.]
My name is Hans Von Hammer. I was brought to this place, this castle, from 1945. I doubt anybody here will know my name, thus it is important to make some things clear.
[Those from the DC universe certainly might know the Hammer of Hell by reputation.]
I served in the Luftwaffe, the German Air Force. For the second time, I flew against the young men of many nations. It was what had to be done, what duty and honour demanded. In war, the terrible arithmetic leaves few choices worthy of the name. If there are any members of the one-testicled madman's machine here - you have an enemy now. I have seen what you did, how you corrupted my homeland and left the innocent to burn alongside you in the ruins of your despotic empire.
But I remember a better time, when I served under a different flag. It was still a war fought at the gates of heaven, and still terrible - but there was a code of honour then. It is that code, that loyalty I still follow.
I am unsure what I will do here, or even how long I will survive. But for the first time in years, there are birds. And though I am separated from the sky, there is peace. Respite. That is devoutly to be wished.
Lastly, I understand that everybody can read this. I find this a fascinating mode of communication, magic or otherwise. I will, of course, engage in conversation.
My name is Hans Von Hammer. I was brought to this place, this castle, from 1945. I doubt anybody here will know my name, thus it is important to make some things clear.
[Those from the DC universe certainly might know the Hammer of Hell by reputation.]
I served in the Luftwaffe, the German Air Force. For the second time, I flew against the young men of many nations. It was what had to be done, what duty and honour demanded. In war, the terrible arithmetic leaves few choices worthy of the name. If there are any members of the one-testicled madman's machine here - you have an enemy now. I have seen what you did, how you corrupted my homeland and left the innocent to burn alongside you in the ruins of your despotic empire.
But I remember a better time, when I served under a different flag. It was still a war fought at the gates of heaven, and still terrible - but there was a code of honour then. It is that code, that loyalty I still follow.
I am unsure what I will do here, or even how long I will survive. But for the first time in years, there are birds. And though I am separated from the sky, there is peace. Respite. That is devoutly to be wished.
Lastly, I understand that everybody can read this. I find this a fascinating mode of communication, magic or otherwise. I will, of course, engage in conversation.

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[That is...good news, in fact.]
There are, I hope, no representatives here claiming to be of a 'master race'?
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... not so much to speak of, I would say.
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After the last few years, I would work extensively to make it so. Again, my thanks. Perhaps we will meet in person one of these days.
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To which end, any chance you're still a virgin? <3
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And...no, I am not.
[And that she leads with such a question is causing considerable confusion on his part]
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[The ambiguity in her question is 100% intentional...or is it?]
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If I may - are there any aircraft here? Not necessarily made in your homeland, of course.
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... did Hitler actually only have one testicle? O_o
Amy's just going to--watch this for a while]
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Perhaps, I would not know. But it is a provocative phrase, is it not? It will provoke any of his defenders into precipitous action, hopefully, informing me of just what they are.