<blockquote><div><cite>Kahmori wrote:</cite>"Naya Sunei? Nice to meet you. Name's Kahmori. Kahmori Ittsoro. And this...is my sister. Sheva Ittsoro."</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Naya winced visibly from the kitsune's firm handshake, a knuckle or two cracking under the pressure, but apart from that he maintained his current amiable demeanor as he looked them over. "It's my pleasure," he'd answer softly, rubbing his now slightly-sore paw. "Kahmori Ittsoro, and your sister Sheva?" He rubbed his chin softly, his glance traveling back and forth between the two kitsunes. "Hmm... well, that's nice. You two are lucky to have each other in times like these."<br/><br/>A grin would split his muzzle as a nearby hologram lit up, allowing Kahmori and Sheva a better look of the fox lieutenant. Even with his bulky armor, it was clear the vulpine wasn't the most heavyset person around, his suit slim and lanky around his frame. However, he compensated slightly with his height, which landed somewhere between the two kitsunes and hinted at a more solid figure when it couldn't be seen. The fox's tuft of headfur was the same marigold hue as the rest of him, brushed forward to hang slightly over his forehead. Bright emerald eyes gave a final contrast in color that highlighted his handsome features subtly.<br/><br/>"It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance," he sighed, slipping his hands behind his back once again. "I just wish it was under more pleasant circumstances..."<br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Kitts wrote:</cite>"So, are all of those under your command as interested in musicals as that guy? Might be able to put on a whole show out here...would be alot more entertaining than getting jabbed with the butt of guns and yelled at constantly. Why so much security? And why does everyone have a pole in their ass?"</div></blockquote><br/><br/>The fox couldn't hold back his laughter, a chuckle escaping his lips at the large white kitsune's inquiry. His grin would part into a sharp-toothed little smile, turning towards the ground while he snickered before looking up again. "Trust me... Rennings is a special case. I didn't want him in my unit, but my superiors overrode my denial of entry in the interests of having a more substantial investigation crew. Still... he was just a pain in the ass before today. I should probably send him for psychiatric evaluation before I have an insane person in my crew..."<br/><br/>A slight concerned look crossed his face momentarily before he snapped out of his reverie, returning to Kahmori's inquiry. "I apologize if everyone seems a bit uptight. The residents on the upper decks have been in quite a panic the past week, and they've been putting a lot of pressure on the station's military unit to set things straight. We've been working day and night to figure out what's going on, but for the people on the upper decks it's just never fast enough."<br/><br/>Naya would abruptly pause, his brow furrowing. "...I don't suppose you're familiar with the way Kiwara Station is organized?" He trotted to a wall-mounted case of pamphlets, and picking two out he soon returned and handed it to Kahmori and Sheva. "If you don't, there's a diagram included in here, along with some information."<br/><br/>That out of the way, the vulpine took a second to clear his throat, bringing his mind back to the question at mind. "Anyway... it seems we've had a serial predator loose in the station," he explained, his voice lower than it had been before. "Several residents on the upper decks have vanished, and because there have been no stolen possessions or ransoms, we concluded that we're dealing with a renegade hunter. I've been trying to coordinate a more thorough investigation, but privacy concerns from my superiors have stone-walled it. They believe the culprit must be coming from the lower decks, and as such they've enacted many new security measures to isolate both decks and keep non-tourist arrivals away from the higher levels. I don't think it's doing much given that the predations are still occurring, but alas it isn't my place to say..."<br/><br/>A sigh escaped his lips. "As you can see, the situation has been quite stressful, and it has a lot of us on our last legs. I think we're starting to get desperate, given some the measures we've taken recently. There's even a pretty sizable monetary reward for anyone who can identify and bring the predator to justice. Alas, not even that has turned up much of anything as of now..."<br/><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">In the pamphlet...</span><br/><div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;"><span style="text-decoration: underline">Relevant Plot Information</span>: The Structure of Kiwara Station<br/><br/>((From time to time, I'll make posts like this that just contain general data involving the current setting or the universe as a whole. Since this data is not especially critical to the game, I won't have the players make checks or whatnot regarding whether they know it or not. Instead, it's up to the players themselves to decide whether or not they know the information contained wherein.))<br/><br/>As noted in an earlier post, Kiwara Station is made of several concentric rings around a long central base. Each of these individual rings are classified into three sections, each of which with their own characteristics and exemplifying the diversity of the residents contained in the craft. The three sections are as follows:<br/><br/>Commercial rings: The four largest central rings contain all of the shops, services, and other commercial entities on the station. All residents, whether from the upper or lower decks, perform any kinds of purchasing in these four levels. The top two rings house things like restaurants and other non-essential services, along with most hotels and tourist-related businesses. The lower two contain far more basic wares, food and supplies reserved for normal living.<br/><br/>Upper decks: The upper rings house the stations more affluent residents, from the business owners to the officials of the democratic government running Kiwara. By and large, the upper decks are well-maintained, with sunlight simulation systems, internal biospheres to create parks and terraces, and other more extravagant things. The living quarters themselves tend to resemble high-end apartments, with the most luxurious on the smallest upper rings. In general, non-residents are not allowed into the upper rings without special permission from the local military.<br/><br/>Lower decks: In contrast to the upper decks, the lower decks house the remaining poorer residents of the station. Unlike the upper decks, the lower decks were built a lot less for comfort and a lot more for capacity, creating as many living spaces as they can to sustain Kiwara's rising population. Structured rigidly in uniform rings, the living spaces themselves were designed for efficiency, and many allow several families to share structures in order to save space and increase the number of people that can live in a particular section of the station.</div></div></div>