so_dark_a_road: (these are my brass knuckles)
Curufin, son of Fëanor ([personal profile] so_dark_a_road) wrote in [community profile] voidtreckernet 2020-11-06 04:46 am (UTC)

Early one morning in the month of Bassoon, about a year ago by my time sense, we were awakened by the train announcing that the Ministry Inspectors had boarded the train, and that we should all have our tickets ready to present to them. We all experienced a feeling of foreboding, and our cabin doors were suddenly locked. In all the carriages, we heard a sound kind of like choral singing, but it also sounded like crying. Maybe that was a sound from the Void as the Inspectors breached our transport. Reigen and Renee and Jessie and I heard the stomping of metallic boots outside in the passageway, and then the Inspectors came in, two of them. I pulled out my goblin sword and dagger and asked them what they wanted. They told us that an anomaly had been recorded -- whatever the hell that meant! -- and that we must show them our tickets. I asked them what they meant by an anomaly, and they didn't give me any information, just said that we passengers were all an anomaly. Reigen argued that it was the train that was an anomaly, not us, since none of us had been asked for our permission before being taken aboard. The Inspectors demanded that I drop my weapons and threatened to take action if I didn't. I eventually did, because I didn't want to get my roommates killed. They took my ticket and read off my stats, and they did the same with my roomies' tickets. They also said to Reigen, "If you believe you have been kidnapped, coerced or press ganged into service onto this transport you may come with us to file a report and your case will be looked into. The ministry takes allegations of trafficking using void transport seriously and all cases are dealt with robustly." Reigen said he'd go, but he wanted to take his advisor, me. They agreed, and we went with them.

They never asked us any questions, and they managed not to answer ours. They never gave us any contact information.

As I said, I don't remember the journey to that dingy little white-walled Ministry office, nor the journey back to the train. There was nothing but a desk and some forms to fill out. Reigen dealt with the forms, and then we were returned to the train via the Luggage Carriage. We were only gone for a day, apparently.

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