“I report to the Public Safety Regional Area Supervisor in the Clement Basin Cast.” He holds Oliver’s gaze for several seconds.“I’ll be sure to pass your request along.”
“Calley? He’s Planetary Defence Forces, not my problem.”Alan pipes up, Command Deck voice, “listen Pisso, Legionnaires died chasing the pool of lizard piss we’re hunting, so maybe you could help honour their memory by...
“Hale. That was a long time ago.”He crosses his arms.“I don’t have authorisation to share a Legion investigation with the Vizierate.”Give me a couple of rolls please.
He quickly puts the mug down.“Vizant Starr.”He looks to Alan.“Under Commander.”(fyi, Oliver is fully aware of the following protocol: Though Alan outranks him, he’s not in the PSO’s chain of command so there’s no...
It’s more like she’s seeking guidance from Oliver whether she is allowed and/or wanted.Whichever he decides, inside the PSO there is a an airlock which is being used much more casually than if this...
“No, they have a Public Safety Office here.”She will lead them back to the cart and drive them to a different part of the mine – if they had gone right rather than left...
“There’s actually five gates in and out all told, people pretty much just use the main gate though. Nowhere much else to go than in to Clement Basin, really.”