Kirigiri's first trial: Inclusion.

[Omicron]

She listened intently, not once interrupting. “While a normal interview would have some sort of records written down in any fashion, that’s for sure - the primary concern for us was to keep in fact as little evidence just in case.” She would reach back to her jacket pulling out a small, square electronic device with some simple buttons and jacks. As she moved it around in her hand, the hud would in fact display that it was turned off. “We are close enough you could theoretically get conference with Order Command, with some noticeable latency. Faster Than Light does not mean instantaneous, given we do not have luxury of lanes and gates to streamline this process. No one is listening this time.”

She had investigated the case, opening it to briefly look though the files. She would simply not have enough time realistically to review this repository of testimonies to her effectiveness as a detective. Kyoko’s curiculum vitae will have to wait until it is safely delivered to the suitable branch of Wedjat for more thorough study. “You, showing credentials to the clerk alone would get your application accepted, not that it is particularly hard. Admiralty may likely expedite the process. Even so, we will need to know if you have any family or dependables you would like to bring along. Knowing your intentions, we will have to add free access to unrestricted parts of the Protectorate, am I right?”

It was curious how a female would be allowed to carry on such an immaculate career in a society which aggressively hindered women trying to move past their station only a few years back. It was a question for another time. “It is hard to draw a definitive doctrine on the subject of what is or isn’t acceptable. Much depends on the context. However I believe we can both agree that while the Outcasts have crossed the trigger threshold; Civilians under any sane circumstances cannot be considered a military asset against the Nomads.”

“Your proxy cannot be allowed full and inexhaustible list of Order allies and associates, mind you. The Order protocols preserves their identities as much as yours and for some more vulnerable it may be a matter of life and death. Even if he or she can be trusted, it is a burden that paints a target on people’s back. We can however disseminate any intel package to all covert parties that are in need of such data in the field once your intermediary erases any footprint that could be traced back to you.”

Was it a certain prestige or satisfaction she could get from receiving ‘orders’ straight from the top brass itself, she could not tell right now. This time it isn’t her problem and what she thought about it was out of the equation. “I will make your third request known as well. I would highly advise you to consider the schedule within The Protectorate. Trying to catch up with any Order high up on the move is exponentially harder activity, even for someone of your particular talents. I suppose this is where your visa comes into play.”

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