Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150928195402/@comment-26104528-20151108074319

"Just a big thank-you, Mr. Niccolo. Your people are doing ten times better than the usual dockworkers when it comes to security. Saves us a lot of work, not having to chase down shipments" Honara told the mustached man while wiping some schmutz off her glasses with the cape on her shoulder.

"So now what are we going to use to haze neophytes and mall ninjas?" Estellia joked.

"Just tell 'em you need an i-dee-ten-tee repair kit." Honara grinned, remembering the first time she duped Estellia into scrambling off to get one of those for thier project. It was only afteer an entire lap around the institute that sh realized what the rattlesnake was doing.

Shaking her head, "Jokes aside, we really appreciate the help. Trans-remnant frieght, I swear, are a bunch of racists."

Honara got out a mini-holographic projector and plugged her scroll into it. "So, while you were all off doing the sneaky-sneaky dance, Garnet and I ran the crime scene through the holographic range back home. The results are just beating a dead horse though; see for yourselves."

A replay of the incident was shown to everyone in the room and in all situations, the positions of the bodies found were totally inconsistent with the physics of actual explosions.

"Now, it's just a hunch, but I'd have to say someone planted those bodies afterwards...just a hunch though." Honara put her glasses back on, correcting the tilt and letting the better light of the room bring out the fact that they were actually a regal navy blue instead of the black that they were generally mistaken for.