Nova's expression turned to one of satisfaction as Connelly acknowledged his reservations and likewise respected them.  [b]"No questions at all.  You've got yourself a retriever."[/b]   He began to turn around and take his leave when a thought occurred to him.  Turning back to face Connelly one more time, he added [b]"I know I shouldn't tell you how to do your job, and I'm sure you are already well aware of this, but just in case; speed is of high importance, and I'd advise you make your next few interviews quick, and I'm sure you could do us both a favor in telling them to move quickly if they need anything before leaving.  I'll be at the North end of Sector Nine; tell them they can meet me there,"[/b] he finished, giving the man a nod before turning to leave the room.

On his way out, he noticed a woman standing at the door, no doubt the one referred to over the phone.  At first glance, she didn't exactly seem like the type who would be capable of venturing far into the city, much less looking for a cache, but if she was here, Nova figured there had to be more to her than he was seeing.  [b]"Don't take too long,"[/b] he said half-jokingly, flashing her a smile before heading back towards the ground floor.  Upon re-entering the reception area, he went back to his locker and retrieved his weapons, taking the time to properly re-attach them to his person and ensuring he was comfortable before heading back out into the streets.

The first thing he did as soon as he was out of the Council Building was head for a food stand to stock up on some food.  He had about enough cells to afford a few days worth of food and water; enough to make the round trip, plus a couple of days for good measure.  That being said, he headed towards the markets to collect the aforementioned supplies.

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[b]"You gotta be kidding me!"[/b]

[b]"I'm not."[/b]

[b]"That much, just for six cans of soup, six bottles of water, an apple, a potato, and a protein bar?  You're serious!?"[/b]

[b]"How much longer are you going to bitch at me?  Time's money!"[/b]  Clearly this wasn't the first time the merchant had gotten heat for his prices, and yet the prices remained.  And, unfortunately, Nova didn't have time to continue arguing, nor search for another stand with food in as good condition.

Clenching his fists and scoffing, Nova fished out sixty two cells, leaving him with only three leftover.  He placed them on the counter and took his food, placing it in a pouch with what he had left and putting it into his backpack.  He supposed it was good that he at least got what he was looking for, but it was still costly.  Even still, time was of the essence, and Nova picked up the pace, heading towards the northernmost point in Sector Nine.  Funny enough, it was the same place he had entered from, and once he was there, he decided to perch himself just next to what was considered the border, propping himself against a building and waiting for the rest of the group.