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[color=#3374ff][center]Location: Swathe Street Commons, refreshments area. Interacting with:[@Opposition][/center][/color]

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Glory’s ears perked up when she heard a distinct [color=#035096][i]“I mean, fuck Gatch. Doesn’t the world have enough dirt on him?”[/i][/color] come from one of the crowds of people that were loitering near the refreshments table. Her eyes began to dart around now, looking for where that sound might’ve come from. Unfortunately, Glory couldn’t tell who might’ve been the one saying that. It was likely something that a lot of people were thinking, but for someone to express it a bit louder than the general murmur of the crowd was a bit concerning. Opinions that were as volatile as that one are what started heated arguments, and heated arguments are what typically caused fights to start. Fights were what Glory was explicitly here to prevent.

Thankfully, nothing seemed to come of it after a few moments, so Glory took a breath and shifted a bit. Pushing herself out of the indiscreet corner that she had settled into to avoid drawing attention to herself and now shifted into a more central location, standing with her back against the outer wall of the refreshments area with her arms folded. This was a much more obvious position, and was a part of Glory’s Knight Enterprise playbook. Typically, most people wanted their security to be invisible. Not seen unless it’s needed to be seen. That was the purpose for Glory tucking herself into the indiscreet corner. People weren’t going to be looking in that direction on a routine basis, and so Glory was relatively invisible. Just the way she wanted to be.

Now, however, Glory was much more visible. The outer wall was where everyone looked first when entering into the refreshments area, and as such everyone that entered would see Glory. This was a deliberate move to subliminally remind everyone that there was in fact security in the area, and what they were doing was being monitored. Hopefully, this would be enough to cool the jets on whoever had made that unfortunately loud comment earlier.

However, despite Glory projecting a bit more force than was typically accepted at these events, someone was a bit eager to cause a fuss. [color=#035096][i]”Does anyone have any preventable diseases on hand?’[/i][/color] rang out from the area again, and this time Glory was capable of finding the source fairly quickly. It was the odd woman she had spotted from before, Pressing two fingers to her ear, Glory clicked her transceiver and spoke quickly and quietly into the microphone. [color=#3374ff]”This is Glory. Code 415 in progress at refreshments area. Moving to defuse the situation.”[/color]

The tension that wormed its way into the crowd was palpable. What had previously been a calm dull roar had become a stiff silence, even if only for a little while. Glory's job was to make sure that these events went as smoothly as they could, and incidents like this actively made her job more difficult. The whispered questions were contributing to the rising tension. This was a situation that Glory needed to fix, and it needed fixing [i]now.[/i]

Pushing herself off the wall, Glory moved quickly. She wove her way through the crowd, pushing people aside gently when needed. When she was within reach of Delilah, Glory gave her three firm taps on the shoulder as she moved into her field of vision before speaking with a calm yet firm tone to her voice. [color=#3374ff]”Ma’am, I’m going to have to ask that you refrain from shouting out questions like that. You’re likely to cause a panic. This is officially just a warning, but please see to it that you don’t continue to disturb the peace.”[/color] Glory shifted her posture and placed her hands firmly on her hips. She stood a fair bit taller than Delilah, so even though her job wasn’t to intimidate, she probably accomplished that too.

Not the intended effect, but if it worked, it worked. Glory wasn’t about to start hating her winnings from the genetic lottery. They were part of what got her this job in the first place.