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[color=ffffff]Yue Outpost - Outside the Lady of the Lake[/color]
[sub]Collab between [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/users/exit][color=ffffff]Exit[/color][/url] and [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/users/thirdhouriii][color=9966cc]ThirdHour[/color][/url][/sub]
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Cypher entered the main road of the outpost flanked by Bo and Maya. Bo was chatty as usual, mostly directing his energy toward the woman and every now and then throwing a comment Cypher’s way. Cypher Ignored most of it as he scaned the town. The town hall was straight ahead at the far end of the road. To their left was the Lady of the Lake and to the right was the Sand and the Satchel. The distinct smell of bacon, eggs, breakfast and a fairly solid morning's start was wafting across the street from the tavern and it was hard to ignore.

Cypher scanned the rooftops for Koeska as he moved toward the center of the road. Despite the low average height for most of the buildings lining the street and the fact that it was broad daylight, he found locating her difficult and satisfied, he smiled. She was always good at that type of thing, sneaking around and away and getting where she needed to be without letting anyone else see her. It was during games of hide and seek when they were children that he was always bested...

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[color=9966cc]“How are we doing this exactly? There are only so many of us and we need to check as many people as possible in this Outpost without alerting the actual targets so they don't get away.”[/color]

Cypher blinked, cleared his head and then turned to Maya. [color=ffffff]“It’s a good question and a tricky situation. But fact of the matter is… there really is no way to check everyone and not alert our ‘runaways’. They’re going to find out who we are eventually, but until then all we can really do is prepare and try to reduce as much damage we are inevitably going to make as we can.”[/color] He pulled out his device. It was small, roughly the same shape as a flashlight and felt near identical in the palm of his hand. When pointed at an individual, it inconspicuously took a reading of their biometrics and determined their sensitivity to spirit energy. A small green or red led light would report the results and follow up actions thereof were left up to the discretion of the user.

[color=ffffff]“The little guy is small enough to use without drawing too much attention so just engage in natural conversation, take a reading and move on. Shouldn’t be too much trouble. Besides, periodic scans for safety is a normal thing here as it is in the city. It’s required to get a check up before entering the city so most of the citizens here have seen one of these and have been scanned by it before. It’s when you point it at a bender and they notice that we have a pro-”[/color]

[color=ffffff]“That smells damn good.”[/color] Chimed Bo, stopping in front of the tavern now and pointing at the doors with his nose. [color=ffffff]“I gotta eat.”[/color]

Cypher rolled his eyes and nodded toward the same doors. [color=ffffff]“Maya. Go with him and make sure he doesn’t get into any trouble. And keep your eyes peeled. Tavern’s a good place as any to lay low. I’ve got to check in at the Hall so radio me if anything should happen.”[/color]

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[color=ffffff]Yue Outpost - Refugee Bus[/color]
[sub][@Pundii][/sub]
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Zavar had been sitting half inside the bus staring at the sky when Lee approached. Lee, a man with a black tussle of hair on his head, eyes trapped in plastic and fabric wrapped up past his nostrils. Zavar eyed him cautiously, noting the man's particular features: his gait, where his eyes would shift, where he put his hands. When Lee was within range, a light in the palm of Zavar's hand turned to a dull green and he relaxed. The man approaching was one of [i]them[/i]. He stood up to [color=FF8F24]"Hey, uh, you guys taking pasengers?"[/color]

[color=ffffff]"Who is that?"[/color] Came Jarem's voice from the front of the bus, the lower half of his body jutting out from the side of the vehicle with his head buried someplace unseen. Zavar knocked against the metal frame of the bus's rear entrance and motioned for Lee to enter with a nod of his head. [color=ffffff]"One of them finally showed up? About time"[/color]

Jarem pulled himself from the front of the bus and after dusting himself off, began walking around the back toward Lee. Inside the bus was one other person already waiting. A rather small boy, frazzled clothes and hair and dirt smudged into the skin of his cheeks and hands. He was chewing on a piece of jerky and staring at the new face that had just arrived.
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