SCRA Recruitment Centre

[Inquisitor Gaunt]

A middle aged woman enters with a rather tentative aura. Parked in the cruiser's hanger is a simple Starflier with the mark of Interspace pasted on the side-- the tracking transponder also seems to have been hastily disconnected by someone with little technical experience. Her jaw is rather slack, suggesting potential unintelligent, perhaps? Regardless, she throws a furtive glance to the secretary, awaiting admission. In her hand she holds a small leaf of documents, things such as birth certificates and shipping logs. Barely visible, heading one of said documents, is the name Joanne Wilkins.

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