1stLT Kansz JoNz - The Vibes Are Not Vibing
Kansz JoNz
1stLT Kansz JoNz - The Vibes Are Not Vibing
((Vays Mystai, The Promenade, Deep Space 14))
The promised afternoon of shopping and food had taken a bit of a turn for our intrepid crew as they came upon a note of unknown origin that simply read ‘Help’.
JoNz: (slight purr) That note is not something that happens everyday.
Rouiancet: (nodding to each) Jania, Kansz, S'vyak. (faux pep) What an interesting find! (to salesperson) Do you know anything about it?
Salesperson: I already told her that jacket doesn't suit her.
S'vyak: ::hushed:: Perhaps the note was meant for someone else?
JoNz: ::equally low tone:: I would say we may not have been the target, but we are here now.
Nis/Any: Responses
Rouiancet: Well, then. Maybe it's a mystery?
Salesperson: (back still turned) Are you going to buy it or not?
S'vyak: ::hushed:: Perhaps it was from the clerk?
JoNz shrugged slightly; the note could have been from anyone, but the clerk was an obvious choice.
Nis/Any: Responses
S’vyak: I’d like to purchase these, would that be alright?
The sales clerk ignored the request, their back to S’vyak; they held themselves stiff, and their breathing was shallow.
JoNz: Something is not right here.
Nis/Rouiancet/Salesperson/Any: Responses
S’vyak: It would be appropriate to offer our assistance, would it not?
JoNz: ::to all:: I’m going to walk the perimeter outside, to see if I can see anything.
Nis/Rouiancet/Salesperson/Any: Responses
S’vyak: Very well.
The gray-furred Cait moved away from her compatriots and then swiftly exited the store.
Nis/Rouiancet/Salesperson/Any: Responses
Once outside the store, JoNz visually scanned the roving shoppers and visitors alike, looking for what, she had no idea. She sensed that something was off, the clerks actions notwithstanding.
S’vyak/Nis/Rouiancet/Salesperson/Any: Response
JoNz methodically moved among the knots of shoppers and those out for a walk, staying within a certain distance from Vays Mystai.
S’vyak/Nis/Rouiancet/Salesperson/Any: Response
About ten kilometers distant, a figure dressed in dark clothing detached from the crowd and quickly ducked between two kiosks. They were moving away from Vays and the rest of the shops, and Kansz followed a discreet distance behind as they came out onto a side section of the main Promenade that didn’t appear to be as busy.
S’vyak/Nis/Rouiancet/Salesperson/Any: Response
The figure ducked into what appeared to be a maintenance entrance and JoNz continued to follow.
[TAGS/TBC]
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