RParade, please do not presume to inform me about the house to whom I am Empress. I am well aware of Kusari's policies. Read the Veranda Incognita, the Uli Rouge, and the Diary of Sarah Rain for the entire story, but because I doubt you want to read all of that, I'll summarize.
The late Ambassador Fiona deLuna had something called The Pride of Kusari. It was a Kusari Diplomatic Destroyer, outfitted with minimal armament and few guards. It went from Omega 49 through Dublin, attempting to pilot itself to New Tokyo as per the last orders of the Ambassador.
Ever tried to fly a Kusari Destroyer through an asteroid field whilst being attacked by Mollys who hate you very, very deeply? The Pride of Kusari was wrecked, and the air sucked out into the great void of space. No one survived.
Come in the Ambassador's faithful butler, Mr. Richard Walters. He, along with the Junkers, contrived a method for spiriting the Pride of Kusari away. They disassembled the Pride of Kusari, took it to the system Ambulo, and reassembled it.