Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25908355-20160222183550/@comment-25908355-20160223144009

Topaz walks to her post, a tower that was covered in all sorts of tracking equipment of the latest generation, which would immediatly alert anyone in there if an unauthorized ship crossed the border between the East and the North.

Topaz: Yellow Topaz 221 reporting in... Looks like it's all clear-- Wait... Anyone catch that blip on the star readout?

Soldier: I do.

Soldier: I too.

Topaz: Looks like we have a migrant... We'll need a ship scanner.

Topaz checks a ballot.

Topaz: It's my shift today. I'll be right back.

Topaz boards a police ship, along with two other soldiers and heads towards Tourmaline's ship.