High Law and Low Justice, Part 5

[Wilphe]

At some point everyone returns from the bar, at which point Gwydion will let Saanath onto the scout database:

Bleue Mer.

First surveryed by the 3rd Imperium in 287, classified as a Red Zone because of "Hostile fauna and environment", atmosphere was then classified as B (Corrosive)
Most recently surveyed in 875, recommendation was put in to change atmospheric classification to 9 (Dense-Tainted), as there is plenty enough oxygen and it's not that corrosive. After several pages of discussion it was given an A (Exotic), apparently as a compromise between the two.

Imperial Charter granted 012/997 to Pharmacorp LIC, no record of any previous charter grant can be found, maybe the local press were wrong.

E class starport was constructed by Pharmacorp employees, no Imperial representatives are present on planet, though Imperial Patrol Cruisers occassionally drop by.

 

[Maerdwyn]

Ktarle thanks the waitress and moves to the back room to find the others. She eyes the stranger (Tuan) with Gwydion and Saanath warily, and waits a moment to to be called over and introduced to him, unsure of who he might be and how much he should or shouldn't be told.

After the introductions, she reports what she found, and suggests that they head to the ship, where Trelene will be meeting them as soon as she is done with her research.

While Saanath and Gwydion work on the computer, Ktarle begins setting up the medbay with some her smaller purchases, but that in itself does not take very long, given the compact nature of the purchased kits, and she soon finds herself back on the bridge, asking the humans, "Have you found anything? The Aslan Liason Office implied that Trethofeaskhou must have been some sort of corporate vassal." Her tone implies that she doesn't think that very likely.

 

[doghead]

Saanath, male human merchant

Saanath heads back to the ship with Ktarle, Gwydion and Tuan . Once Tuan has been introduced Trelene and the formalities concluded, Saanath suggests a tour of the ship.

Once thats done, Saanath sits down with Trelene to go over what she has found regarding cargo options and with Gwydion to see what the database has to offer.

A little while later Ktarle returns to the bridge. Saanath looks up at her question.

"As we are all here, now might be a good time to pool what we know, and make a few decisions."

ooc: Does the ship have a room with a table large enough for everyone to gather round. I imagine that the bridge would be rather cramped. BTW, how many cabins are there?

 

[Wilphe]

OOC:
There are four possible places you could do that.
The Bridge
The Common area between the staterooms (most likely, though not advisable when/if you have passangers)
The Gig
Engineering

 

[doghead]

Saanath, male human merchant

"The passengers haven't come aboard yet, so why don't we gather in the common area. There is more room there."

If everyone is happy with that, Saanath heads over there.

 

[Maerdwyn]

Ktarle and the others follow Saanath. When they have all taken their seats, she begins, "Though for some of us it seems like a lot longer, three months ago, several of us here witnessed the death of an Aslan noble named Trethofeaskhou Ais Lhaerosh at the hands of the Daramiyya police. He was unknown to us, but I tried to treat him, and Saanath conversed with him extensively before his death. At best, Trethofeaskhou died because the Daramiyya police were over-eager. We do not know for certain why he would have been targeted, but the way things happened on Daramm, I am more inclined to believe the more sinister explanation. What we learned upon our arrival here only serves to make that more likely...but I will explain that further as we go along. For now, Saanath, will you explain how you met Trethofeaskhou?"

 

[Watus]

Curiosity piqued, Tuan listens with interest.

 

[doghead]

Saanath, male human merchant

"One of the officers," Saanath adds, "definately seemed to be acting with intent. The other officer seemed to have had the respect of the people in the bar. But his partner, she was new and did not seem to have even her partner's trust.

"And there was something hard about her. Like she was no panicy rookie."

"Met Trethofeaskhou when I was having lunch in a restuarant. He got into an arguement with the manager. I tried to calm things down and to convince the manager to let it go. He let us go, but he didn't let it go obviously. The police arrived shortly after we left. Trethofeaskhou was highly agitated. He kept talking about his lost homeland, or maybe estate would be better, and his mate. Evidently, she had been the one to keep him together while they lived on Daram. Trethofeaskhou didn't like the water world. The lack of land unsettled him.

"We got a little way, but Trethofeaskhou was falling appart, getting more agitated. Thats when I tried the bar."

Saanath shakes his head as if trying to bring it back into focus.

"I think that I knew Ktarle was in there. Or perhaps I was just looking for somewhere quiet. Anyway, most of you are familier with what happened in there. The police came and insisted on taking Trethofeaskhou away with them. Outside, things go a little unsettled, and Trethofeaskhou was shot down."

Saanath takes a deep breath and releases it slowly.

"Quinn was there, remember. He started barking orders in that voice he has. Gobspit. I have never been in the forces and he wasn't even talking to me. But I had to stop myself from trying to obey. That woman, she just sneered at Quinn. She was hard.

 

[Wilphe]

Ruzz'koff listens, his tail twitching reflexively, he'd never had much to do with the Treth incident except as a spectator right at the end, "If she was an assassin, she must have been a good one. People like that are never cheap, so why hire someone like that to kill a penniless and crazy loner?"

 

[doghead]

Saanath considers Ruzz'koff's idea for a moment.

"I didn't get the impression that she was a hired assassin. I mean, she was working as a police officer. More like she was answering to a higher authority. I don't know, if I had to say, I got the impression that she was security forces in some way. But it was just a feeling.

"And I can't see what Trethofeaskhou could have done to make such enemies. He didn't really seem to be doing anything other than feeling sorry for himself."