577 Clean Sweep

Within thirty minutes of the orders being given, the Second Battalion was everywhere. They Checked dorms, workstations, computer logs, storage rooms and everything in between.

The sheer volume of contraband they found was staggering but not entirely unexpected. Most of it was just alcohol and porn in workstations where it wasn't supposed to be, and hardly a cause for concern, but they did find a few more egregious violations that they would actually have to write people up for.

Aboard Terminus herself, the infractions were nothing out of the ordinary, with one notable exception. One logistics staff member was found in the middle of a frantic call to an outside location that showed up as an unaligned mercenary group. That was definitely off-limits without clearance. Interstellar communications all required permissions, and the communications team would connect you and log the call.