Sleepers Sleep or Awaking? [prt 3]

Posted on Sun Aug 31st, 2014 @ 4:53pm by Samanthia Akiashiro

Mission: Vagrants, Vagabonds, and Thieves
Location: SB-332

Samanthia held the padd, connecting the ear piece that went along with it to the PADD and then the ear piece into her er as she walked along mingling with the crowds on the Promenade. She noticed the slight increase of personnel on the starbase. She looked a bit puzzled at that as she activated the PADD. She noticed the screen didn't activate, but the smooth masculine voice spoke.

"Aaahhhh... my little girl, Sammy. Why did you bring undue attention to yourself? You need to remain off the radar of those that work on the station. Specially of those that are not of pure human stock. We need to talk. A face to face meet. Take some time away from the Starbase and visit the Archaian Academy. Archaian local planetary time 1200 hours at the Student Beanereiry on the upcoming weekend. Wear that white outfit you wore to the Dive when you was with that Andorian."

Samanthia scowled as she removed the ear piece from her ear and hit another button that was concealed. Activating the self -destruct device inside the PADD. She wrinkled her nose at the putrid smell of acid emminating from the PADDs case. She disposed the device in a trash receptical as she passed by it.

Now she had to do was get to the planet for appointment with Destiney. She was hoping that "Mr Isotep" had fallen into a black hole. But apperantly not. She now moved with purpose, heading up to the next level where the Offices of the various plantary embassies that issued travel visas to their respective planets. She wanted the planet below them, Archa IV.

**Archa IV Tourism / Visa Office**

Samanthia walked into the lobby of the Tourism and Visa Suite of Offices, She greeted the Hostess that acted as a guide, security, receptionist and general person to waylay the unwanted. She got a smile in return, "How may I help you, Miss Akiashiro?" Having been in there tons of times, both were on familiar terms.

"Need to make a trip planetside. Thinking of enrolling in one of the many courses your fine academy offers. Miss Drimonia." Samanthia moved to the rack that held the forms so that people could help themselves to and fill them out.

"You could always do that online through the website links," Miss Drimonia smiled at her, keeping her expression warm and friendly as Samanthia showed her respect and was being friendly in return.

Samanthia gave a soft giggle, "I'd rather make it a pleasure trip and business trip. You don't know what gems you'll find that aren't on the Academies Info site. Miss Drimonia. You finding it pleasant working here on the station?" As Samanthia looked for a paticular form that would signify her she was a prospective student at the Academy and a tourist. Giving her a lot more freedom than just being a tourist or business-person.

"I find it fascinating. I majored in Xeno-Diplomacy just to get this far. Miss Akiashiro." Drimonia responded with a smile as she relaxed, placing a writing utinsel on the counter for Samanthia to use.
"Will you be using your own shuttle like the last time you attended courses at the University?"

Samanthia smiled and nodded. "I'll need to refresh my permit to be allowed to fly directly to the University Areo-space port." She pulled out her old Permit and handed it over to Miss Drimonia. Then she got busy filling out the forms. "Come by Warp-12 and bring your Beau with you. My treat." She smiled at Drimonia, rebuilding that rapport to expedite her requests. "We have several Bands that will be performing for the patrons."

"I'd love to!" Drimonia exclaimed as she worked on Samanthia new permit. "My Beau always looks forward to going there. But our salaries just don't allow it."

Samanthia gave a sigh of comiseration to Drimonia, "I wish I could treat you both to a nice meal whenever you get the urge to eat out. But alas... I have a business to run, Miss Drimonia." Placing the finished forms on the counter between them.

"I understand. It what makes these thing so special and above board for us to enjoy the station facilities." Drimonia took the forms and scanned them into the computer database. The computer chirpped, drawing both their attention to it. Miss Drimonia frowns, "According to Background checks, you've been arrested?" Looking up at Samanthia, raised eyebrow.

"It's been cleared, otherwise I'd be still there awaiting trail. A misunderstanding over some cargo and supplies for the Lounge." Samanthia explains calmly.

"I see." Miss Drimonia did some quick typing, making soft polite funny faces at the monitor. "I'll have to ask you to come back tomorrow. I need to get this approved from my boss." Taking the Forms and placing them into a slot in the wall behind her along with her old permit and the new one, clipped to the forms.

Samanthia nodded, no use in taking it out on Drimonia. She was stuck between the management and those that wanted to visit Archa IV. "I'll see you tomorrow. Or tonight with your Beau, Miss Drimonia." She gave the departing guestures that Archaians use when departing from each other.

Drimonia smiled in relief and returned the guesture with warmth. At least Samanthia knew how to treat people with respect and her time with her Beau was still on. She was thankful at least for that. She knew that Samanthia used favors to curry favorable responces within the bureu and whom she dealt with on a daily basis. But she wasn't the type to pull back favors once given, even if things didn't work out in her favor. It was nice to have a friend outside of work and an Alien from a far off planet in space.

Samanthia knew she had still time to make other arrangements if she couldn't fly her personal shuttle to the Archia IV University City Areo-space port. She moved from the Archia Tourism Office and moved down to the main levels of the Promenade.

She took note of the conversations going on around her. Refugees from the Sojourners advancement across the sector working their way ever deeper into the territory closer to the Fringes of the Federation Border. Maybe this was what had 'Mr Isotep' upset that Aliens were once again driving the Federation into a more warlike footing. Was that why she was being called away from the station? To remove his assets from the station to create more terror to get the desired actions of pushing the Federation into a War here in the Galatic South?

Samanthia expression turned cold as she thought of all the possibilities, regretting that she fell for the charms of 'Mr Isotep' back in her more youthful naivete. "Nothing dangerious, just provide a space for 'approved' guests...." She muttered, not knowing it led to more and more covert actions that ensnared her and trapped her to 'Mr Isotep's' demands.

She had to figure out away to break the link from him without the backlash and her untimely departure from the universe as she knew it today.