Imperium Security visits MISS FORTUNE

Nov 19, 2025 4:21 am
https://i.imgur.com/q9outYb.jpeg

Its not more than a couple of hours since LC, Bronz, and Kayla had brought their rental Grav-Truck to Miss Fortune and loaded the "medical supplies" for Admiral Santanocheev...

The comm on the bridge chimes with a priority alert. And mere seconds later the main airlock/entrance resonates with a banging..., then the buzz of the external intercom.

"This is Imperial Security. Open up. We need to ask some questions!"
Nov 19, 2025 4:26 am
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oh great...Space Nazis
Nov 19, 2025 6:18 am
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I am, at this point, going to assume Tharrok was left at the ship, since none of the posts regarding the outbound trip have included him…
Tharrok is on the bridge monitoring the delivery team’s comms when he realizes the comms have just cut out. His eyebrow rises in concern, his tail getting still. He begins to flip switches and virtual dials in an attempt to regain contact with his crew mates in the Grav-truck when his hackles begin to stand up unexpectedly. He suddenly notes unscheduled movement on the landing pad. "Aw man, I got a bad feeling about this," he says flatly to no one in particular. In that particular moment, the Priority Comms channel lights up followed almost immediately by the banging and external intercom.

"Oh shit." he quickly checks the ID on the Priority Comm and answers the call, wanting to verify who is calling and why before answering the airlock banging. He also gets on the crew net and says, "Hey y’all, we got company at the main airlock… and not the good kind…"

Turning back to the Priority Comm, he says, "Starship Miss Fortune, Pilot Tharrok speaking.". He waits for a response for about 30 seconds.
Nov 20, 2025 3:23 am
Tamm releases the resistance bands when he hears the banging and Tharrok's announcement.

"Tamm will get the door."

He pulls a plain boring T-shirt over his damp back and chest—imperial security personnel all seem to have had their sense of humor surgically removed as a job requirement.
With a silent sigh, Tamm moves to the airlock door. He can hear Tharrok speaking with the team leader outside, so he waits until the conversation ends before opening it.

"Hello," Tamm rumbles. "Tamm is First Engineer of Miss Fortune. You have questions for crew?"

He’s not trying to be intimidating, but at nearly two meters tall, sweaty, and fresh from a workout, people might think otherwise. Not stepping aside right away only adds to it.
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Nov 20, 2025 4:32 am
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one thing Tharrok is trying to find out is if the Priority Comms Signal is from the team outside the ship or someone else.
Nov 20, 2025 4:35 am
There are two humans, dressed in conservative but masculine looking business attire. The first one is tall and slender, the other a bit shorter and heavier of build. The tall man produces a high-tech comm unit and displays a badge along with very official looking tri-D image and biometrics.. "Agent Forstin, IBIS. We need some information regarding some passengers that recently left your ship. Informal, you see. Help out the Imperium, maybe,"

The more muscular man shows similar I.D. that says he's Agent Yassur adds: "Not here looking for trouble. Just information. Can we come aboard?"
Nov 20, 2025 5:51 am
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I’m still unclear, is the voice on the comm the same guy who is standing outside the airlock? Maybe it should be obvious, but it’s been a long week with very little sleep plus some serious medication changes, so please bear with me for needing it broken down like a toddler. 😵‍💫
Nov 21, 2025 7:58 am
Leilani had watched them arrive, so she dropped down to join Tamm at the airlock

"Baroness Leilani Nekaii of Mora!" she put on all the graces she could manage despite being dressed in just overalls

"Care to explain why you're here disrupting our work on this ship?"

She didn't want to say it was her ship, that would be rude, but it never hurt to hint at such things!
Nov 23, 2025 4:02 am
Tamm just stands there, looking tough. It isn’t hard for him—he simply looks that way.

"Tamm to Bridge. Do you want to answer these questions now, or wait for the Captain to return?"

He looks down at the officials and gives them a smile that never reaches his eyes.
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Nov 23, 2025 4:36 am
Packratt66 says:
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I’m still unclear, is the voice on the comm the same guy who is standing outside the airlock? Maybe it should be obvious, but it’s been a long week with very little sleep plus some serious medication changes, so please bear with me for needing it broken down like a toddler. 😵‍💫
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Sorry about that. It's not particularly important, but the only comm you get from the two IBIS agents is over the ship intercom, from the main airlock hatch unit. They banged on the hatch first (reason unknown, maybe they aren't that familiar with airlock hatch intercom panels!


Tharrok can use the ship's security cam to see who it is. But Llogan apparently opened up for them right away...
Nov 23, 2025 4:42 am
The muscular Agent Yassur nods to Leilani in a formal sort of way. "Baroness", he acknowledges. He glances at his partner but then proceeds:

"Can we come aboard, Baroness? We have some questions regarding passengers that have recently disembarked. Nothing that should take much time. But it would be... more comfortable... if we could come aboard. In the interest of Imperium security and safety."
Nov 23, 2025 4:56 pm
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Sorry for the confusion. Tamm checked the airlock monitor first; when he saw the uniforms, he opened the door.
Preview: Tamm doesn’t want to be obstructive, but he’d prefer LC to be present for the questions. He’ll cooperate if the Baroness lets the officials in and then deliver the agreed-upon story.
Nov 23, 2025 6:35 pm
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LC is stuck in a truck in a rain storm with a tail and an upset Bronz
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So Baroness Nekaii, Tamm and Tharrok are on your own...with Said Ma
Nov 23, 2025 8:30 pm
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Assuming there isn’t someone else calling the ship at the same time…
Tharrok closes the open comms channel and heads to meet with the Imperial Agents. "Leilani, Tamm, please escort our guests to the crew lounge. I’ll be there in a minute."
Nov 24, 2025 1:16 am
Tamm steps aside. "Welcome aboard, Officers. We’ll meet First Officer Tharrok in the crew lounge. This way, please."
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Nov 24, 2025 3:43 am
The two agents, muscular Yassur and slender Forsin, follow Llogan and Leilani into crew territory and the mess/lounge. Offered seating, they take what's there looking a bit stiff and formal. They get right down to business.

"Two of your passengers have shown up on our 'alert' database. We have an interest in finding them and talking to them as soon as possible. Unfortunately, we lost tracking on them as soon as they cleared customs & immigration. This is a small down-port here at Port-au-Prince, and their tech is lagging and we don't maintain an office here. We had to get down from the major High Port as soon as we could. Now they are well and truly 'lost'. So any information you can provide will be helpful.

"Their travel documents show them as Theodorick and Adriana LeFrontaine. Recently married at Mora. The documents are very good, totally legitimate. Only one thing.... Well, op-sec and all I can't disclose the one thing that raised a red-flag in our system.

"Now, they could be totally legit. But we do have to check it out.

"So. How was the voyage? I see by your activity since grounding that you had a rather major malfunction. So how did your passengers react? Anything strange or odd about them, their behaviour?

"Did they say where they were headed? Who they might be meeting with?"
Nov 24, 2025 11:34 am
Tamm waits for Tharrok to speak first.
Nov 26, 2025 7:26 am
Tharrok strolls casually into the crew lounge, nodding when he sees Tamm and Leilani standing and the two Imperium Agents already seated. He nods to the two agents, holding his tail up high but only slightly wagging. He sits across from them, casually and in a manner picked up from LC… having nothing to hide.

"Good afternoon, gentlemen. I am Tharrok. I am the pilot. I am also the First Officer OF Miss Fortune. How can we assist you esteemed Agents of the Imperium?". Tharrok then listens to the questions being asked, but more importantly, he listens to how the questions are being asked. He first speaks of the component failure.

"Indeed, we had a bit of a tense moment during our most recent transition. Fortunately, it was nothing that endangered our passengers or ship. Prudence dictates that we go over the systems involved to ensure there won’t be any related concerns. We run a tight ship and have a very good crew. Aside from the original failure, unforeseen on our end as we are just a few weeks out of an Annual, we had a short power drop which was well managed by our fine engineering crew."

Tharrok stands and heads to the beverage dispenser, drawing himself an iced and spiced caffeinated beverage. "Can I offer you gentlemen anything to drink?" Tharrok motions to the beverage dispenser, his eyebrows raised in genuine offering. He will provide whatever beverage they ask for, if any, while continuing.

"Now where were we… oh yes. With the issues coming up so soon after our Annual, it was appropriate to return directly to the facility that performed the work. I am certain you gentlemen understand why we would want to do that.". Tharrok sips his beverage while letting the Agents soak in what he has said so far. "As for our passengers, yes. I do recall meeting with them. The LeFrontaine‘s." Tharrok considers the names, his eyes drift up and to the right, slightly. "Fine, if quiet and reserved couple. Mostly kept to themselves best I recall. I do remember Mr. LeFrontaine doted on his wife. Now that you mention it, I do seem to recall they were recently married."

Tharrok doesn’t quite suppress his reaction to the near slip the Agent made regarding the LeFrontaines’ credientials. "I cannot understand what could have triggered any kind of flag in the Imperium system for such a fine couple.". He eyes the agents, hoping they might give him some kind of hint. After a moment of uneasy silence, Tharrok continues. "I honestly don’t know where they are headed. I do believe I remember something about continuing their honeymoon.". Tharrok thinks carefully. "which may or may not include a pilgrimage to commune with ancestors. I honestly cannot remember. Please feel free to speak to our other crew. Perhaps one of them has more information.". Tharrok glances at Leilani and Tamm then back at the Agents while taking another draw of the beverage.
Nov 26, 2025 2:09 pm
Tamm doesn't speak unless addressed directly. He simply sits there with a stoic, slightly intimidating expression—it isn’t intentional; it’s just how his face looks at rest.
(No refreshments for him unless the Officers have some. He doesn't want to be impolite.)
Nov 26, 2025 3:42 pm
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LloganTamm says:
Tamm doesn't speak unless addressed directly. He simply sits there with a stoic, slightly intimidating expression—it isn’t intentional; it’s just how his face looks at rest.
(No refreshments for him unless the Officers have some. He doesn't want to be impolite.)
"Don’t give me that look…" "But it’s the only one I got…"
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