23-03-2026, 06:07 AM
A Blind Overlook.
March 24th, 5719
Bajoum, Dbusgrong, Xsampa
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Thokmay Thaye flipped the paper over. More endless reports. At least the ISC handling this investigation meant less paperwork for Internal Affairs. So that's something. He chuckled to himself. Always an optimist. The office was boring. His office at least. He sat at the desk, in a room with endless files and a window. Well at least he isn't stuck in the archives. Truthfully, he was glad that Internal Security was handling this mess. It was getting too stressful with the endless paperwork. Thokmay had too much paperwork to sign and go through. Between approving paperwork for production projects, and approving cultural projects, the investigation was just another pile added to his already heavy workload. He looked at the current document. Oh. He thought to himself. This was familiar. A document relating to domestic drone production. He remembered signing off on a document to make sure a quota was met for production. This one was about resuming operations. Sure, normally it would be bad to sign off on a document that would involve some corners cut for meeting quotas, but it's not like it was a big deal anyways. Would've been a disaster in the past under the Planned Economy but thankfully, Thokmay didn't live 100 years ago. He signed the document approving the resumption of drone production.
There was a soft knock on his office door. "Come in." He said aloud, not wanting to really get up due to his work as he flipped the paper over and looked at another document. The door opened, and gently closed as he looked up. Thokmay was silent for a moment. "Uhm.." he paused. "Who are you?" He didn't expect to get visitors. The figure dug into their pocket and produced a badge. Internal Security. Crap. "Oh!" He said aloud. "My apologies comrade, I'm terribly sorry, I'm just so busy with work lately that it's hard to keep my social skills afloat." He chuckled to himself. The Internal Security Agent remained silent, only offering a polite smile, but not laughing at the attempted joke. "I apologize for the sudden intrusion, comrade. I'm Dhadul. I'm here to ask you a few questions relating to the ongoing aerial investigation. Particularly regarding the unexpected deployment of more drones than anticipated in the exercise. Is that alright?" His tone was polite. Thokmay nodded. "Please, ask any questions." As Dhadul sat down in the chair in front of him. He took off his glasses and wiped them before putting them back on.
"It's my understanding that a document was signed off by you in specific regarding drone production within the Sharringpo Canton. Specifically about overlooking proper feedback loops in the drones to meet production quotas for the upcoming exercise. Am I correct?" Thokmay froze. Wait. No. No no no. Surely not. Was Dhadul implying that this was his fault? No, no this had to be a misunderstanding. He just helped a Local Committee cut some corners to meet a quota, nothing more. "Uhm.." He forced out of himself, trying to not stay silent. "That's.. yes, you're correct comrade." Dhadul didn't show much emotion on his face. His tone stayed polite. "I see. And you noted no issues with that document, and approved it, despite the cut corners?" The tone was polite. But it didn't feel polite. Not at all. Thokmay nodded his head. This was making sense. Did he really cause this? Dhadul spoke again. "Comrade, allow me to say that we've been made aware of similar issues in other Committee's." That kind of helped. Thokmay felt awful but he guessed that it could be worse. He wasn't entirely at fault. But.. he put the pen down. He overlooked something that seemed minor, something that shouldn't have even gotten to his desk and now an Internal Security Agent was sitting across his desk. Thokmay stayed silent. Dhadul stood up from the chair, pushing it into the desk. "Comrade, I'd like you to take a walk with me. I believe there's a more private conversation for us to have." Thokmay looked at Dhadul. Not like he had a choice. He got up and follows Dhadul. Before he left the room, he took a final look at it. The news mentioned that someone in Tengdral resigned. Would he have to hand in his resignation because of Internal Security? He tried to stay optimistic. Just hope for the best and listen to what Internal Security wants. Surely, it'll be fine. Surely.
March 24th, 5719
Bajoum, Dbusgrong, Xsampa
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Thokmay Thaye flipped the paper over. More endless reports. At least the ISC handling this investigation meant less paperwork for Internal Affairs. So that's something. He chuckled to himself. Always an optimist. The office was boring. His office at least. He sat at the desk, in a room with endless files and a window. Well at least he isn't stuck in the archives. Truthfully, he was glad that Internal Security was handling this mess. It was getting too stressful with the endless paperwork. Thokmay had too much paperwork to sign and go through. Between approving paperwork for production projects, and approving cultural projects, the investigation was just another pile added to his already heavy workload. He looked at the current document. Oh. He thought to himself. This was familiar. A document relating to domestic drone production. He remembered signing off on a document to make sure a quota was met for production. This one was about resuming operations. Sure, normally it would be bad to sign off on a document that would involve some corners cut for meeting quotas, but it's not like it was a big deal anyways. Would've been a disaster in the past under the Planned Economy but thankfully, Thokmay didn't live 100 years ago. He signed the document approving the resumption of drone production.
There was a soft knock on his office door. "Come in." He said aloud, not wanting to really get up due to his work as he flipped the paper over and looked at another document. The door opened, and gently closed as he looked up. Thokmay was silent for a moment. "Uhm.." he paused. "Who are you?" He didn't expect to get visitors. The figure dug into their pocket and produced a badge. Internal Security. Crap. "Oh!" He said aloud. "My apologies comrade, I'm terribly sorry, I'm just so busy with work lately that it's hard to keep my social skills afloat." He chuckled to himself. The Internal Security Agent remained silent, only offering a polite smile, but not laughing at the attempted joke. "I apologize for the sudden intrusion, comrade. I'm Dhadul. I'm here to ask you a few questions relating to the ongoing aerial investigation. Particularly regarding the unexpected deployment of more drones than anticipated in the exercise. Is that alright?" His tone was polite. Thokmay nodded. "Please, ask any questions." As Dhadul sat down in the chair in front of him. He took off his glasses and wiped them before putting them back on.
"It's my understanding that a document was signed off by you in specific regarding drone production within the Sharringpo Canton. Specifically about overlooking proper feedback loops in the drones to meet production quotas for the upcoming exercise. Am I correct?" Thokmay froze. Wait. No. No no no. Surely not. Was Dhadul implying that this was his fault? No, no this had to be a misunderstanding. He just helped a Local Committee cut some corners to meet a quota, nothing more. "Uhm.." He forced out of himself, trying to not stay silent. "That's.. yes, you're correct comrade." Dhadul didn't show much emotion on his face. His tone stayed polite. "I see. And you noted no issues with that document, and approved it, despite the cut corners?" The tone was polite. But it didn't feel polite. Not at all. Thokmay nodded his head. This was making sense. Did he really cause this? Dhadul spoke again. "Comrade, allow me to say that we've been made aware of similar issues in other Committee's." That kind of helped. Thokmay felt awful but he guessed that it could be worse. He wasn't entirely at fault. But.. he put the pen down. He overlooked something that seemed minor, something that shouldn't have even gotten to his desk and now an Internal Security Agent was sitting across his desk. Thokmay stayed silent. Dhadul stood up from the chair, pushing it into the desk. "Comrade, I'd like you to take a walk with me. I believe there's a more private conversation for us to have." Thokmay looked at Dhadul. Not like he had a choice. He got up and follows Dhadul. Before he left the room, he took a final look at it. The news mentioned that someone in Tengdral resigned. Would he have to hand in his resignation because of Internal Security? He tried to stay optimistic. Just hope for the best and listen to what Internal Security wants. Surely, it'll be fine. Surely.
"Yet I am here, and here I shall remain to behold the world in all it's beauty"
"The world is but a stage. Why cry, when you can laugh instead? For laughter is humanity's preserve. Laugh it all off, fret not, Let's just enjoy the moment."
"The world is but a stage. Why cry, when you can laugh instead? For laughter is humanity's preserve. Laugh it all off, fret not, Let's just enjoy the moment."