[Pulp] 061-1000 14:35 Ridge Downport - Mad Dog & the Imperial Bureaucracy

[Pulp Hunters GM]

Captain Mitchell wrote:
[snip]
> If my shoes are still intact after my examination. put them back on  
> and go with the guards.

You didn't get to tearing them apart with your bare hands before the 
guards showed up.  You did notice what appeared to be a makers mark on 
the inside of one of them. You couldn't read it, but you did recognize 
the script as Aslan.

The guards take you another room with that same dull shade of gray every 
where. There is a table with a chair on either side.  You are escorted 
to one and the guards leave.

Very shortly, the woman who identified herself as Imperial Marshall 
Phera Khan comes in and sits across from you.  You recognize the type 
from your years of Imperial service.  Competent, efficient, and highly 
trained. This is a finely honed tool of Imperial Will. You know the type 
well. You see one in the mirror every day.

"So Captain Mitchell, you wanted to talk to me in private pretty badly."
"You got your wish. So what is that you wish to tell me?"

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