Rejoice for You are True, part 1 - Investigation
Timestamp: 5.305.997.M41
Location: Aquila Superior Spire, Upper Levels, Southern Quadrant, Metropolitan Area, Hive Sibellus, Scintilla, Golgenna Reach
Situation: Investigating the Joyous Choir
Body: The trip uptown was by auto-carriage. Quite educating. We got to see every type of urban terrain in just a few hours of travel, from the sad and abandoned regions around the templum and all they way up to the Wall - the Magistratum checkpoint that controlled all traffic in and out of the upper levels of the Aquila Superior Spire. They seemed competent enough; Sia's disappearance made even less sense after seeing it. She could not have come this way without being genescanned and put on file. Well, maybe someone had altered the records, but if so Venus would surely find out. But that would come later. For now we enjoyed the ride.
The Strophes home was located in a dome-like complex, not unlike the ones we had seen on Corax. Probably STC template structures the both of them. We headed up to the mansion's access-point - that gave us a clue as their importance and wealth, they had their very own ground-level access to the dome, and inward-facing viewing surfaces. One of perhaps a score such mansions. An educated guess would place them in the top ten percent of this dome's inhabitants. Not sure how that equated into the bigger picture, but clearly they were upper-upper class.
We were expected. A fiery red-headed girl in her late teens/early twenties opened the door. She was impossibly good-looking, very tall and very slender, yet fully curved. She wore some sort of dress made out of a semi-transparent crystalline weave. When she moved it billowed, but when she stood still it clung to her body in suggestive ways. The crystal was interwoven with light fibers that displayed a swirling starry sky. It was almost a work of art (and as we would learn, all the rage this year). Her eyes were playful, mischievous even, and she could perhaps have passed for a girl had she not spoken (the eyes nearly always give people away, it's damned hard to hide wisdom and cynicism - but this woman clearly had retain a wild streak and never calcified). But her voice was too smooth, too controlled for her to be a girl of 19 or so - no mere girl, no matter her pedigree, greets agents of the Inquisition so casually!
Her name was Julia. She was Laurent's only child by his late wife. She was 120 Terran years old. The wonders that the magi biologis can work - if the Thrones are right. Not even Xerza had skin that smooth (but perhaps that was intentional). Haxtes found himself thinking he'd never seen someone so silky white, except Venus. But she was hardly fully human - anything which could grow four metal arms out its spine could damn well have whatever skin it wanted. Julia flirted shamelessly in return. A chord was struck and it vibrated in resonance; Haxtes and Juila, unlike though they are, were made from the same mold. We chatted a bit with her. We got her version - Sia would never have run away, something must have happened to her. And the Joious Choir was at the heart of it. Then she showed us into her father's study and bade us wait.
Laurent was as tall as his daughter, though he lacked her luxurious hair and her soft skin. Actually there was nothing soft about him at all. Here was a man who had served the God-Emperor with distinction for more than two centuries. More than fifty of them as Master and Commander of the Victory-class battleship Agrippa Augustus, a ship that had served with distinction during no less than three major campaigns during his tenure. Now he was retired. Or maybe only semi-retired. We learned later that he had the ear of Lord Commander Sector Marius Hax, and that he in turn relied on Laurent for impartial advice on naval matters. No wonder the Holy Ordos were eager to help.
He was surprisingly likeable, however, even as he laid out his stroy in no nosense manner. He told us about Sia, how she had spent her life in the household, always somewhat lost. That she'd both moved out and found her faith - in the form of the Joyous Choir (for which Laurent has nothing but contempt, the Emperor demands obedience and sacrifice, not happiness). He was also damned sure she was dead, but felt obliged to continue to search. He'd first put pressure on the Magistratum. Then he'd hired men of his own. Before finally turning to his old friend Vaarak. He also gave you full access to his House systems and promised any aid.
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Leaving Venus and Vern to snoop around the mansion Maxi and Haxtes went down-level to have a look at Sia's apartment. It was located further down the spire, but still above the Wall, in a layer that seemed mostly dedicated to the idle rich (most of them young and good-looking, although for many that youth and those looks were not natural, but paid for with old money). The investigation revealed very little. Except for a chat with Julianna, Sia's next-door neighbor. Haxtes made her out to be another 100-year old in a twenty-something's body. She invited him to drop by later...which Haxtes had every intention of taking her up on, time permitting.
She also provided something Sia had lent her - a harmony-meter. It was part of the Choir programme - Sia was always trying to recruit more people, with little success - and she'd handed it to Julianna to try to teach her how to be 'joyous'. Only Julianna was busy screwing and partying - in fact she was feeling quite joyous already. Oddly enough the meter spiked a little in the presence of Haxtes; hardly the most 'joyous' of persons.
Leaving Maxi to go over the apartment in detail Haxtes headed to the local Choir templum. It looked like an old mall turned into a conference center, only with a little extra in the way of religious panoply. The local leader was one Brother Jastilus. He told of how Sia had come to the temple and how she'd grown as a person, finding her faith and her joy. But it had been months since last he'd seen her; she was well on way to becoming 'True', so promising in fact that he'd sent her on to the main templum up-spire. Haxtes didn't like him much, but he was hardly a prime suspect. Still, his story would be cross-referenced by Vern and Venus. If there were holes, they would be found.
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Although a little orgy with Julianna seemed attractive Haxtes put it to the side - she'd be there whenever he felt like it. So better concentrate on the task at hand. And rather than screwing about he decided to go right to the source; the Joyous Choir main templum. Way up in the spire it occupied a slice of a very posh level. The Choir was either very wealthy or had serious patronage. Or both. Getting in was by invitation only. Of course. But then again you make exceptions. Knock knock. Who's there? Imperial Inquisition. Oh, do come in! There was a harmony meter in the entrance hall as well...but it did not react in the same fashion to Haxtes as Sia's version had. Significant or fluke?
Caros Shoal was the self-made leader of the Joyous Choir. He turned out to be one of those people you can't really dislike. He had the sort of charisma that made you want to listen to him. Or buy used speeders from. When he explained it the Joyous Choir made a lot more sense. Haxtes could suddenly see how it could grow so big (it wasn't THAT big really, only a few million attendees, mostly is this one spire), become so wealthy, and attract such patronage. Of course Vern and Cenus would later find out that the man had a past - apparently he was also good at selling antiques to wealthy buyers as greatly inflated prices. Which had forced him into exile years ago - only he had returned to Sibellus half a decade ago with enough money to clear his name and start fresh. As a preacher this time. Try as he might Haxtes could not bring himself to believe this man was the culprit. Call it gut feeling.
Elman Voight had been Sia's mentor while she was at the templum. He was more pragmatic than his superior. As a former insurance agent he had the skills needed to push increasingly expensive self-awareness classes and stuff at his pupils. Sia had swallowed it hook, line, and sink. Good think she was ridiculously rich. But no, he was not behind her disappearance. In fact, he took it as a personal blow, for had he not been working on her to one day position himself for marriage to her? Quite a disgusting fellow. But his story rang true.
Malene Trun - Sia's Choir friend - had little further to add. other than that Sia had had few real friends in the Choir. Mostly Malene. And she hardly confided in her. No one did. Malaene was down-hive you see, while most of the others were rich up-hivers. They only took on some 'unfortunates' like her to show how good they were; but the main reason peopel got called to the main temple was because they needed speacial attention to mmilk them of their riches. Not that she said as much, she was a firm believer, but Haxtes read it between the lines. Oh, and Malene thinks Sia migth have gone underhive slumming or soemthing, to spread the faith...but Haxtes thinks Malene is a daft twat and her theory even more silly.
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A couple of hours later you all met back at the house of Strophes to look at what you had learned so far:
Sia gone, without a single trace. She had left her appartment one day, made her way to the Choir templum, but never arrived. Venus and Vern had looked at the House Strophes and Magistratum systems and found nothing. Now she needed to look at the Choir. Maxi had found nothing at the appartment; except that he lacked any finds that would support a Sia-ran-away theory. From past experience he's say that she's the victim of a planned abduction and that she is no longer alive (he puts abduction at about 90% and dead at 95%).
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OK, the stage is yours...
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