**Dlanor A. Knox, Inquisitor of Heaven - Cargo Hold, UMMA Vessel Tanngrisnir**

The mechanical being seemed quite disbelieving. However, he also acknowledged that he had little choice in the matter. Dlanor cleared her throat. It was time to give him an explanation, one that would hopefully dispel any disbelief in the huge robotic construction that remained.

"This is the United Multiversal Moderation Agency civilian and cargo transport ship, the _TANNGRISNIR_," began Dlanor, calmly, "It is a vessel designed for inter-dimensional TRANSPORT. It is currently carrying cargo and civilians to Client Universe R-9, to a UMMA outpost on the First Contact Planet in that DIMENSION. The UMMA monitors and regulates awareness of the multiverse and defends multiverse-aware universes, known as Client Universes, from ATTACK. The multiverse is the sum total of all universes that exist as well as the space between THEM."

Dlanor paused, the angel wishing to ensure that her explanation was going understood.

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**??? - Crew Corridor, UMMA Vessel Tanngrisnir**

The man struggled, but to no avail. He was disarmed and forced to the ground, lying there in no small amount of pain. But he was not seriously injured in any way. He appeared to be around thirty, with blonde hair, green eyes, and lightly-tanned skin. His suit was a fairly expensive-looking black one, and he glared daggers at the agents who had taken him down. "Hah, some bitch and her friends trying to get information out of me... Dogs of the UMMA, I'll tell you nothing!"

His free hand suddenly slammed down on the metallic for. With this motion, there was a whirring sound, then a series of beeps... as each Agent's communicators flared to life.

"Agents, we have unidentified heat signatures in the passenger cargo area!"