[ENTIRE ROLE]

“Excuse me, sir?  Who
are you?”

I ignore her, heading to the door.  It doesn’t budge, let alone open.  I turn to the secretary, who raises and
eyebrow.  “My name’s Mr. Starwind,” I
say, even this minimally formal iteration of my name unfamiliar to my lips.  “I need to speak with Khal.”

“Mr. Khal is in a meeting at the moment.  If you could just—.”

“I know—I’m here with regards to that meeting.”

“I am afraid I have instructions not to disturb him.  Mr.… Starwind,
you say?”

“Yes.”

“Well we have several employees across The Order with that
name, but none of them matching your likeness,” she says, sharp, though
still inquisitive.

“That’s because I’m not an employee,” I reply.

“Well, at least you’re honest.”  She crosses her legs.  “Where did you get your security access?”

“Stall,” Voice
says over neural.

“It is provisional,” I reply, having learned a long time ago
that people telling the truth tend not to spend words justifying
everything.  “Got it today.”

“That doesn’t answer my question.”

“No,” I say, not able to come up with anything else.  “No, it doesn’t.”

She seems to accept this, but then tilts her head, “hmm.”

“What?”

“I’ve been instructed to let you in.”