T20: High Law and Low Justice (IC Thread 2)

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Saanath joins Quinn, Tomas and Ruzz'koff as the doors of the lift hiss open. (assuming that they do, open that is.)

 

[Guest 11456]

Trelene Scrautigue : Luriani Navy 2/Prof 7 : Retired Makhidkarum Vice President

It doesn't open. The agent looks at her. "It seems to be malfunctioning, Ma'am. May I ask who you are? This area is restricted to the crew or those escorted by crew members..."

As he is speaking, his communicator beeps, but he quickly and subtly switches it to "Mute" before Trelene can hear anything.
[OOC: Note that Trelene has been in the crew sections of the ship several times over the past week. True, it has always been with a crew member, but even when that crew member has stepped away for some reason, she's never been accosted or asked to leave by someone who didn't recognize her or who knew she was a passenger.]

She looks at the agent squarely in the eyes. "I am Trelene Scrautigue. My escort had to go do something quickly. I was to return here."

 

[Maerdwyn]

"Ahh..Ms. Scrautigue, then. I was under the impression that you would be waiting for Vice Presitend Nells-Corzin in your quarters...He will be down momentarily... Let me just call in to let him know where he can find you."

 

[Guest 11456]

"Ahh..Ms. Scrautigue, then. I was under the impression that you would be waiting for Vice Presitend Nells-Corzin in your quarters...He will be down momentarily... Let me just call in to let him know where he can find you."

"That won't be necessary. I'll just head back to my quarters. I believe I know the way." Trelene looks around her for a moment. "Hmmm. I seem to have gotten turned around. Could YOU escort me to my quarters?"

 

[Maerdwyn]

"That won't be necessary. I'll just head back to my quarters. I believe I know the way." Trelene looks around her for a moment. "Hmmm. I seem to have gotten turned around. Could YOU escort me to my quarters?"

[OOC: just remember that you just left your quartres with a guard standing outside who may have already called in to someone else to say you were safely inside.]

 

[Guest 11456]

Trelene Scrautigue : Luriani Navy 2/Prof 7 : Retired Makhidkarum Vice President

As if all of a sudden remembering something, Trelene starts walking back to her quarters. "Ah! This is the way. Now I remember."

She heads back quickly to her suite. Once there, she tells the guard there. "There is a problem at the lift. Another guard is there and the lift doors won't open. What now?" She looks at the guard with a confused look.

 

[Maerdwyn]

The four men board the lift and emerge into the Mid Deck Passenger Lounge. In a surprise, the security door leading into the Crew Lounge (and, therefore, the rest of the ship), is wide open. Down the corridor to starboard, Quinn sees a frightened-looking ship's security guard standing with Trelene Scrautigue (whom he met at the first dinner with the Captain), outside her quarters.

Towards aft, where the men's staterooms are all located, they see Zaedhrarrg holding a plate of food while Ktarle glowers down at a human HiranuCorp Security agent standing outside Ktarle and Vyrkris's room.

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The guard looks at Trelene, a bit stricken. "Sh*t. Alright, Captain or no, we're gonna get found out. This was a stupid plan anyway. I think you'd better go in and wait for the VP, Ma'am." He palms the door, which slides open, and gestures for her to go inside. [*all of which the men in the pasenger lounge see, but don't hear.*]

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Zaed notices his fellow dinner guests in the lounge up the corridor, though neither Ktarle nor the agent do. The agent says again, "Move on. Last time, then I call for security." He reaches for his communicator.

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[Wilphe]

"Well that solves the door issue. Do you want to take point?," Ruzz'koff looks at Quinn, and begins striding towards the open door.

 

[Douane]

"Err...No Thank you, sir. If you two could just move along-"
"The Refrigerator!" Ktarle interrupts the agent suddenly. The agent looks at her, clearly puzzled. "I left something in the refrigerator in that room," she explains, somewhat impatiently. "Did you touch it? Did you move it upstairs?"

"As far as I know ma'am [he again gently pushes Zaed's proffered tray of food away], nothing from the refrigerator was moved, but perhaps later this evening I could have someone bring it up to you?

"You don't understand - it's not packaged to move. I could prepare it, given a few minutes, but it represents a danger - possibly a contagious one - if not handled properly. [Bluff: 17] When the agent starts ask her a question, she continues on. "I'm a xeno-medical doctor. I got permission from the captain to continue some of my research during the journey. That sample has been culturing for the past six days, and if I cant work on it tonight by 20:00, I'm going to need someone to explain to the Pharmacorp execs on Dukh why my report couldn't be completed by their deadline."

The agent looks at her hard for a moment then shakes his head. "Sorry, Ma'am," he says darkly. "If you need to, you can have the captain write you a note."

Zaed can see Ktarle's frustration rising rapidly.

"Oh, come on, my man!

You can see it's really important to her, especially with her job depending on it. Just let her check on it, yes?

Tell you what, you open the door and hop aside and I'll make sure Vyrkris won't jump out and bite you! (Zaed winks at the agent.) Okay?"


Zaedhrarrg smiles his most charming and disarming smile.

 

[Guest 11456]

The guard looks at Trelene, a bit stricken. "Sh*t. Alright, Captain or no, we're gonna get found out. This was a stupid plan anyway. I think you'd better go in and wait for the VP, Ma'am." He palms the door, which slides open, and gestures for her to go inside. [*all of which the men in the pasenger lounge see, but don't hear.*]

Trelene shrugs and then enters.