Posted May 11, 2021, 9:57 a.m. by Gamemaster Wookius Furrius (Gamemaster) (Gene Gibbs)
Posted by Lieutenant Commander Braxton Harris (Executive Officer) in Detention
Posted by Gamemaster Wookius Furrius (Gamemaster) in Detention
Posted by Lieutenant Commander Braxton Harris (Executive Officer) in Detention
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David Stone led Ella out the bay doors the way that they came. Most of the initial route was familiar - backtracking. The halls here were wide and tall, the lighting fair, the floors scuffed from many years of use and the walls scarred. It smelled tinny and moist and most of the people they met wore thick coveralls, were gloved and were operating machinery, be it pushing a hover cart or riding a fork lift like machine. One was in a powered exoskeleton carrying something ‘mining-ey’, or so Ella may suspect. At a main branch Stone turned off and soon the clientele changed to less ‘work’ and more ‘administration’ where suits replaced coveralls, and large PaDD’s replaced tools.
- Wookiee
OOC: I’ll give you a chance to ask questions or observe before getting to the destination next postOOC: TAG Security
AJ Paulson
OOC: I’d like to finish this thread up
Braxton looking towards Mr. Stone “Mr Stone what can you tell me about him?”
Harris, XO
“Willis?” Stone said, shaking his head. “You know, it’s always the quiet ones, or so they say. You’d expect him to be on a hover-trac in a cornfield somewhere sucking a straw rather than out here at the back end of the universe.” They moved along corridors that had a fresher scent and even fresher paint. The persons passing them were on occasion human, and here and there another bipedal thin bear-like being with hollowed, panda like eyes. The other were larger, broader, beings with spider like bodies fronted with a preying mantis like torso - a strange centaur like mix.
“I’ve only met him a few times. Cheerful. Shy. Has a kind of farm boy must prove himself attitude so he’s gotten into some scraps over that. Nice kid but green and I don’t know if this place will make him lose it. Doesn’t drink. I’ve met him when I’ve had to call in the deputies over brawls and petty theft. He’s better at that than the brawls.”
A few minutes later they came to a set of dull doors. A sentry on duty nodded and let them pass. Within was a dimly lit room with a circular grey metal console set in an octagon. Four of the chairs were manned with people monitoring holo camera displays or watching computer monitors. They bore a grey uniform like coverall and a baseball like cap. “Security operations,” Stone said, moving around the monitoring center to a side corridor. Cells lined one side and in one sat Wllis. He didn’t look like much. In fact it was hard to tell, he was laying on the cot with a small flabby pillow over his head.
“Willis, you’ve got a visitor.” Stone said in a not yet used soft voice.
“Who?” came the muffled sound but no movement. Stone looked to Braxton and with a shrug gave him the invitation to speak.
Stone“I’m Commander Harris from the USS Chimera. I’m here to ask you your side of what happened to your superior officer Willis.”
Harris, XO
There was a rustling as a hand came up and pulled the pillow off his face. A round face with short, ruffled cornstalk hair looked toward Harris, blue eyes blinking. “You my lawyer?” he asked. “Nobody seems to want to represent me.” He shifted to slide his feet off the cot. He looked small in the coveralls that were noticeably too big for him. “But then there aren’t more than a couple lawyers at the mine.” A finger came up to adjust the round glasses that he wore. “I’d expected a Corporate lawyer.” he sounded confused.
- Willis
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