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The woman did not get very far before she had a second heart attack of the day. As if running into a Trooper was bad enough and leaving her luggage as it was, she bumped this time into a pillar of metal and flesh covered in swathes of cloth. She probably missed the 2.5 metre behemoth probably by looking back at the Soldier she had left her luggage with. Nonetheless, before she could utter anything, a courteous baritone voice suddenly made her know she was surrounded between a tall slender nobleman in a trench coat and his two giant lackeys.

"I believe you forgot this, Madame."

The man who spoke to her was easily 190 centimeters tall, which by normal human standards was exceptional. Normally he would stick out like a sore thumb by himself but he was accompanied by the two Thralls who were not only taller, but easily broader. He wore a white tunic under his black Trench Coat which looked familiar but not many people could place what, he wore white gloves and black boots, his waist length straight black hair contrasted with his pale white face. One one hand, he grasped an ornate gentry's hat, under his arm he wedged in place a silver topped cane with a pair of winged serpent and a clockwork pentacle motif, on his other hand he held a piece of luggage that had until a few moments before been at the foot of the solder. How he managed to pluck it out and catch up to her in this crowd was a mystery.

"One of my servants picked it up just now, if that is what you were wondering. You should be careful. Unattended luggage can be taken as a security threat these days. Good day Madame."

Leaving the woman to her own business, Izaak von Schwartzkrieg continued walking as if he had elsewhere to go in this one way system and curiously enough, he headed to the side of the Walkway and a smaller gentleman in a formal tunic of a manservant approached his side, whispering something into Izaak's tilted ear. Indicating the location of the trooper that had left the luggage where it had fallen. If that had held explosives or was designed to be left there for someone else to pick up as part of an illegal deal, that would have been a stain on the Empire's and the spaceport authority's image.

"Trooper! Declare ID and Unit."

Flanked by his two Thralls and his aide, Izaak von Schwartzkrieg, Central Commander of the Imperial Security Bureau, showed his ID document. He seemed to be non-chalantly smiling but his eyes betrayed a sense of annoyance and a passive hostility towards what could only look like an embarrassment to those who were used to seeing seasoned veterans and fanatics in his service.

(OOC: Nor do I. Not really an issue.)

Automatic Drill responses, inability to think outside the box. This was just another new recruit in an unfortunate position. Sighing inside himself, Izaak returned the salute as he looked to his aide to get them to the nearest place where they could discuss the issue in private away from civilian eyes. Of course, the ISB Commander did not need his aide really, he had already considered and revised the map and background of this facility and knew where to go. But an extra person's worth of wages looked good on the papers and it made the point that the Central Commander did not travel alone. Making sure no one else saw who he was, he hastily stowed away his documents.

"Thank you, Mister Sylver. I trust you already know the reason for this unfortunate scrutiny. After a few questions to you, I will speak with your superiors and fix this issue. I am officially, off duty, but my job tends to go out of hours very quickly."

Leading the way, Izaak and his two bodyguards ushered the poor trooper into a side corridor for employees only. Leaving the Thralls outside due to the obvious lack of space, Izaak turned around after closing the door and tapped his right ear at his aide who took the cue to go ahead to Unit 1606's Current Location.

"A local security unit has been requested already to deal with that Human Female. Upon a thorough screening and background checks, she will no doubt forget this day's events quite quickly. However, I am charged with the continued high standards of Morale and Performance of His Imperial Majesty's Forces down to the individual security personnel on the streets. How many years were you trained at the Academy and how long since your first assignment? If you can give me an approximation of the training received for your current assignment and what kind of assignment, that will be helpful as well in fixing this issue. Before you start sweating in there like you are in a Steam Sauna, I do not intend to file charges or hold anyone accountable for this incident. Its quite minor as far as incidents go, and as far as I remember, this facility is not high on priorities for security increases. Its unusual as it is to see a Stormtrooper here in uniform. Are you on transit?"