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A Mentor of Old
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"Papers please... right... next."

"Papers please. You're good to go. Next."

"Papers please. Good Emperor, you are quit the daft fellow arn't you? Gaurds, help this man"

 "What no! my license is still valid! let me talk to someone, let me ta----", the man would frantically reply, his figure stepping back from the man in the booth as two white clad soldiers came to him, blaster weapons leveled and ready. The citizen would recoil, stepping back possibly out of shock of what had just happened. The soldiers clad in shining, white armor would flank the man, their hands gripping a hold of his shoulders, beginning to drag him off to a nearby, and quite fortified, building.

 "NO! I've done nothing wrong... Y-you! Woman, help me!", the man would scream, his weak struggling doing him no good against the strong soldiers. The old man who kindly gave her a ride to the gate was now being dragged kicking and screaming. Miranda balled her fist, her eye tightening shut. She only just arrived in a place radically different from the Ashen. This place was more developed and with a heftier police force. As much as she hated watching the man being dragged away to Omni knows what.

 "Next!"

 Miranda would open her eye and step foreward, a manila folder containing all of the supposed papers. Her fists clenched at her side, her eye watching the guards as they approached. She would do what she must if the situation demanded it.

"Ah, a research invitation by our vary own Grey Cybernetics Corps.", the imperial officer behind the checkpoint's window would raise a brow, his eyes glancing up at Miranda's towering form. "And you're transitioning from the Ashen Plains to Coruscant, your travel visa checks out as do..."
He'd flip through the papers, looking over the the quite sizable packet , his  inquisitorial eye rapidly scanning over her augmentation's licenses. This government were taking no chances it would seem.

 "Well then, your licenses are up to date and have quite the buffer to them! I must say madame, I am quite impressed by the work you've put into this transfer packet." ,he'd say with a laugh that just made Miranda's blood sink within her. Positive emotion certainly did not suit this man. "Step into the scanner Madame and stay still, this will only take a moment.", he'd say, motioning to pad centered upon the narrow entrance to the courtyard welcoming those to Coruscant.

 Her heavy step fell upon the metal pad, a field of translucent blue light enveloping her in a column.  Rays of beams rapidly flowed over her form, the ruby scales of her coat reflecting the light in a mirriad of vibrant colors. The coat itself was quite beautiful, its form catching the eyes of the guards, who quickly retained their military bearing once the officer noticed.

 "Very good. You're good to go. I've put an indefinite extension on your visa for dealing with one of are more prestigious organizations. If you wish to obtain a proper Citizenship, all you need is to visit our Naturalization sect. They will help you from there. I will take the additional liberty of sending you digital copies of your papers directly into your interface.", the Officer would explain, his hand waving her off before turning to the next one in line.

"Next."
"I've been here before, used to this kind of war. Crossfire grind through the sand. The orders were easy: 'It's kill or be killed'. Blood on both sides will be spilled."
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A Mentor of Old - by Miranda Frost - 02-10-2018, 10:35 AM

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