Kirigiri's first trial: Inclusion.

[Omicron]

“I am not at liberty to reveal my name, not that it actually carries any significance. Valk can do for now.” She smiled, respectfully. The nickname was coined long before joining up with The Order, a history of the shoulder patches which remain silent.

As she hid her ID, Kiri could not figure out exactly how many she had there except that at the very least two. Under the jacket was sheathed combat knife. She took the seat, being thankful for it. Her hair was not as it should be, deformed from some hours of wearing a pilots helmet. Valkyrie did not bothered to fix that or maybe she was in a hurry. Taking a seat, she noted the rather pleasant sight of the Sigma 59’s frontier aesthetic.

“From what I understand, you have certain needs or require some guarantees… You were not willing to disclose details over the comms. My job is to assess it and pass the message back to our common friend. No matter what happens, we will not go out of our way to make your life any harder. What can we do for you?“

Inquisitor went straight to the point. She did not bring any recording device as would be common in Protectorate, at least nothing that was overtly visible. No incriminating evidence to find on her body that could be sold on to Houses by some lucky pirate. Assuming criminal could get that close without unfortunate accident.

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