Arrival in the City of Light (Steiner/Helle)

How easy her tasks have been, be it the lack of actual things needed to be done and the lack of people to actually check on. Helle finds herself rather annoyed by those facts. The first task on her agenda is to rebuild what was lost. She may still feel sore in her heart from learning of the great losses her people have brought upon themselves, but this is a new day and age. She plans on being one that creates a stronger Reich capable of doing what this organization was created to do. Though, that also means she cannot allow for the same mistakes to be made. One of the many changes she is not completely sure about is the hiring of people who are not Quincy to be part of the Reich. That sounds like an insult that would normally be faced with extreme criticism and possibly claims of treason, but with how things are now, it may just be the last hope the Quincy have. Does Helle particularly like that fact? No. Her people cannot even keep themselves together, and that will only be further proven by the addition of outsiders among their ranks. Ah yes. Here come the Vandenreich, an organization no different from any other. Nobility has been scorned and practically discarded at this point. No one seemed to care for one’s name or upbringing any longer. It pissed her off that something she was so ordained and idolized for means barely anything anymore. However, it seems to be for the best. Without that care, it opens the Reich to recreate itself. Should she dare to be the one with a voice that goes against this? She will keep her inner dialogue as it is, inner.

Now, what is left for her to do? Ah. Cyrus has invited a particular individual into the Sternritter’s ranks. A Steiner Franz? This paper speaks of him as a powerful human with great gifts and ideals. He was supposed to have appeared before her a while ago, and yet, she has seen no sign of this redheaded man. Obviously, he is lost if even within the city. How troublesome. Thankfully, she has no qualms hunting this man down. It’s not particularly difficult to command the Reishi in the air to discern Quincy from others, and soon, she is on the trail of something new and never felt before. It took her little time to spot the man matching the picture in her hand wandering like a tourist. Helle could not help but question the Grandmaster’s decision at this moment, but as the SubCaptain, she has little sayso besides following orders. She had just wished she was spoken to before this occurred. It would have been nice to actually have a say in these things instead of relying solely on the Grandmaster’s judgement.

“Mr. Franz, correct? Come with me.”

She simply stepped in front of him, questioned his already known identity, and turned expecting him to follow. The blonde, 5’10” woman, in a blue outfit did not wish to delay any further.