While the Disciples moved Sonne's equipment and items onto the ship, Sonne was standing at the docking bay of the Tychon. Where they were moving supplies in, new weapons, but more importantly, he was observing the transfer of a particular aircraft. A P-51 Mustang he understood, or one of the variants. Nobody outside the Order made them anymore, schematics were lost. And then refound by the Order, who kept it in their vaults. The aircraft was exceedingly rare because of that, since all others were lost in battle or lack of parts grounded them indefinitely.
He stopped a Disciple passing by,
[b]"Yes, Lord Adept?"[/b] The Disciple asked,
[b]"That aircraft, do you see it? We will need spare parts for it. Use the P-51D Mustang schematics in the Vault, tell the Fabricators to get to work on it. I will expect the parts and replacements when we come back."[/b] Sonne commanded. The Disciple nodded and quickly scurried off, blending into the mass of red robed disciples. He looked back to the shipping container containing the valued aircraft. It was dropped, rather harshly, onto the cargo deck of the Tychon. Sonne glared at the men moving the container, inhaled, and a crackling static was heard. [b]"That [i]box[/i] contains something worth more than all of your lives put together!"[/b] Sonne snarled, his mask amplified it. The booming voice got the attention of almost everyone nearby, including those moving the container. The people closest to Sonne winced in pain from the sudden yell. [b]"To disregard the respect the aircraft deserves is to disregard your life."[/b] Sonne stated, quieter.
Sonne moved on, walking towards the ship, clearly aggravated. A Disciple walked next to him.
[b]"L-Lord Adept, you are clearly frustrated."[/b] Disciple Nori trembled, [b]"I-if you wish..."[/b]
[b]"No, Disciple Nori."[/b] Sonne stopped and looked at her, [b]"I am not that twisted Biologis. I do not need..."[/b] Sonne paused, contemplating the word, clearly unfamiliar with what she was suggesting, [b]"Relief."[/b] He finally found a word.
She paused, composing herself, [b]"Then what troubles you? Companions of the past are on this vessel, this should be a joyous moment."[/b]
[b]"People change, Nori. Either I will disappoint him, or he will disappoint me."[/b]
[b]"And you do not look forward to this encounter?"[/b] She inquired,
[b]"Through disappointment we can gain clarity, and with clarity he can learn who I am once more."[/b] Sonne explained, [b]"Now get on the ship. We have a schedule to keep.[/b]