B-535: Zarg’s World, Highport, Dock 23
The two Legion PSOs who have been escorting her give her friendly nods and report to the Under Commander standing off to one side.
He dismisses them, skepticism apparent in his voice, “Acknowledged. You’re dismissed, the Vizant here says we have this in hand.”
The two PSOs exchange glances and return to the Travel Pod, the younger one gives Lia a nod as they go.
Lia doesn’t need a PER roll to notice that the Vizant has four bars on his collar, making him a Vizant 4 and junior only to a Minor Vizier. There aren’t many Vizant 4’s, they usually either get put in charge of stuff the Viziers don’t have resources to assign a Minor Vizier to do, and/or come with a special set of professional or technical skills; the man standing in front of Lia is very young to hold such a position.
Karmen is putting up a good front of ‘merchant put upon by bureaucracy’ but she’s as tense as can be.
As Lia approaches she says, “the Vizant here wants to know about some cargo we picked up before you joined up with us, not sure you can be a lot of help.”
Lia absorbs that, not at all surprised that this is the reason for their ‘visit’. She’s not thrilled that the trouble has turned up so early, before any ‘help’ has had a chance to arrive.
“Well, anything I can do…”
She turns to the Vizant and holds out her right hand.
“Lia Silver-Rose, Cargo Master. I’m sure we can figure this out.”
Her voice is beautifully modulated.