CHAPTER II-III:
https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2022/5376428/> “Welcome aboard the Terminatio Vigilantia. I’d like to leave the awkward circumstances of our caucus behind us, so please consider yourselves my honored guests.”Your name is Janus Caskett, Trooper of the Adeptus Arbites. You are currently standing in the hangar of an Inquisitorial Strike Cruiser under the stewardship of Inquisitor Veronika Weiss. Having just docked, your whole unit stands outside her modified Aquila Carrier, with Weiss addressing all of you.
> “You may help yourselves to any food in the Officer’s Mess, and I will arrange for individual quarters for each of you. I’m sure you are all quite tired. I’ve left my apprentice behind on this excursion, so I will be busy bringing him up to speed on these developments, but if you need anything an officer or servitor will surely oblige you. We will be departing for Icarus within the hour.”Redmore nods.
> “We all appreciate your hospitality. Thank you again for all of your help, Inquisitor. With a nod, Weiss turns away and walks towards the hangar exit. Groves walks up to Redmore.
> “Now that we’re all here, shall we deliver our formal report?”Redmore waves his hand.
> “In time, Groves, when we’re back in the Hall of Justice where we belong. For now… Well, there’s nothing much to do until we’re back on Icarus, so I suppose you tired dogs can lay your heads down. Rest and relaxation until we’re back in Icarian orbit. Dismissed.Charles laughs.
> “THANK you, Inspector! I’m starving!”She bounds towards the hangar access with Flayer and Cobbler behind. Ulbryn just wanders off without a word, leaving Redmore, Grist, you, and Groves.
Groves whines as he starts off toward the door,
> “I’m almost falling asleep upright here. I’m gonna go ask someone where I’m supposed to sleep.”You decide that it’d be a good idea to figure out where your quarters are, so you walk to follow him, but Grist puts his hand on your pauldron.
> “Hang back a second, Caskett. Inspector wants to talk to you.” 