Permit Application

[*Orlitoq]

Filip nods once, and returns to his paperwork.

Once he has triple checked all forms he hands them to the appropriate clerk and departs to make his way to the City Courts.

[*Cibernadie]

The social animal that is Maharaja Apharada swoops down to the Hall of Records, in the company of the blurred shadow of her Bodyguard. Always in a humoring mood despite herself, she would attempt to strike conversation with the guards, clerks and citizens as she waits in line, expressing her need to employ a legal consultant or lawyer in short term. If asked why, she´d simply respond that her reputation in some circles, which is already tenuous at best, is about to go beyond rock bottom, sinking to new depths that may require her legal defense.
Once at the desk, she would produce a carefully counted amount of currency in Mechanus Cogs, and request the following permits:


-Owning of slaves
-Selling of slaves
-House ownership
-Owning and operating a Business


She would ask about permits required for drawing contracts of her own for prospecting clients of her business. And after half a pause she would ask, smile barely contained, about obtaining copies of all the permits she has asked for. Copies meant to be displayed hanging from a wall. "After all, is there a fault to be found in displaying proudly that your business follows all legal requirements and regulations?"

[*MimiFearthegn]

The lucky clerk at the receiving end of Maharaja's swooping brightened at the sight of the mechanus cogs, and the rakshasa was given a hefty stack of forms to fill out.

In answer to the question - "Of course not; a law abiding citizen should be proud."