Ahh, what a lovely day it is aboard your Super Destroyer. The engines are humming, the crew is hustling about, and Managed Democracy is calling out for you to uphold it with nothing short of an eager shout.

As you go about your first rounds of daily business, you'd reach the bridge after a short while, beginning to check over the War Map. Your little examination would be broken, however, at the intercom crackling to life, speaking of a high-value person coming aboard.

...And then, you would remember what today was: Inspection Day. The quiet hum of the platform at the other end of the Bridge coming up would fill the air, before it'd stop, and boots would walk across the ground. Glancing back, the source of the noise would become clear, that being a figure in deep red armor.

"Greetings and salutations, Helldiver! I hope this is not a bad time." The figure would chuckle, coming to a stop a short distance away, her arms folding behind her back. "I am Inspector Hannah Kleiner. You may also call me Rorschach, if you'd like."