Emperor's Golden Garden Tavern

[Xing]

Isabelle shrugged slowly;
"I have no idea, sir. I'd have thought the patrol from fleet command would have stopped such an obvious individual. And then, in the worst case, the planetary shield should have fried him. I'll guess whoever he was, his ship wasn't broadcasting quite correctly and he managed to smuggle himself down there - how? No idea. I'm sorry if it caused any inconvenience... I am not personally in charge of New Tokyo airspace control, but I guess I am equally responsible..."

She sighed slowly. How could that happen at all.
Next time she'll remember to make a mess of the next outcast asteroid she was going to fly by...

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