The Stage is Set
Jail Break - Part 2
Zeki and SzayeisLocation: Ominar Private Prison
Time: Day 2, Evening@yoshua171, and
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Zeki swirled his cane, before suddenly firing at another camera down the hall.
"With the guards out to play, this is almost too easy. Granted, they'll be calling to see what is up with the cameras soon enough, but that construct of his is preeetty nifty, I'd say."
Zeki stretched a bit. So many shots weren't hard, per say, but it had been a long time since he'd had to use any measure of his ability. He'd much rather be doing paperwork, or selling some fabulous service for an exorbitant price. War was boring. The fight that was going to happen after this predictable almost. Zeki didn't know all the twists and turns, but the pattern was there. The emotions were the same. It would be hell on earth for the next little while. There was a reason some people called Torqueo hell. Almost boredly, Zeki turned to his human friend.
"So, you familiar with Licenti? You didn't have a reaction to my little feeding, unlike the professor, or our other friend." Zeki shrugged with his cane. "I mean, I suppose it could be the fear of everything, but you came with me, so.... what's your story? I mean, I suppose we could pass the time with chatter. I'm a humble store owner, I escaped Torqueo to come here... a while ago. I feed with flame, like most geist. And I suppose you could say I'm a human lover to a fault."
The man glanced at Zeki, raising an eyebrow, “Feeding?” He had arrived after Zeki had finished and so hadn’t witnessed the little scene. He’d only noted the Hunter carry what he’d hoped--and then confirmed--was an unconscious body, to a safe hiding place. “Well, uh, my story haha. I try not to share too much to be honest, it’s not safe in my line of business. I gather intel, generally. I did say my profession back at the meeting. I’m a private investigator, a detective, and I’ve got plenty of connections,” he said with a nervous smile, watching the path ahead of them, his body language reinforcing the caution. It seemed like he was genuinely resisting a flight reflex.
Given that Szayeis was letting some of his host body’s emotions slip through, it
was indistinguishable from genuine. “Besides, I’m somewhat familiar with Licenti, some of my old clients ranked among your kind. Or well, not Geists, but yeah…” he scratched the back of his neck awkwardly.
Meanwhile, Szayeis’ senses were picking up on a large number of guards coming from multiple hallways. He smiled internally. “I have picked up a bit of magic here and there, mostly for protecting myself. With the stuff I know...well, there are people who probably don’t want me or my family around, and I never felt like I could just leave my protection up to law enforcement you know?”
The guards were too far away for conventional senses, but Zeki might pick up on them.
“Oh.”
Zeki said almost disappointed. He was hoping for something more. He did have to chuckle at the ‘not safe’ comment. What they were doing was king of that achievement. Zeki, still adjusting to his new host was a little less perceptive than he’d generally be. Normally his eyesight was like a hawk. This Mr. Gutierrez needed new glasses, probably couldn’t afford to take care of himself. Zeki moaned as he finally noticed the guards after a few minutes.
He pulled out his radio, listening for information. They were just two guards making their rounds if any questions were asked. The cane was odd, but not inexplicable. He turned back on his accent to talk to his friend, hoping he’d play along.
“Man, I think this place is cursed. So many of those freaks.”
Zeki just kept walking like he belonged.
Looking confused, the man glanced at Zeki, wondering what he was on about, then his human senses detected footsteps, and his eyes widened, before he tried his best--or what would appear his best--to relax. “Yeah, it’s pretty crazy. Cursed might be a bit of an understatement though,” he tried, sounding a little uncertain.
Zeki eyed the guards rounding the hallway. Quite a few. Maybe reinforcements for the golem? Well, there was one thing for certain, his friend couldn’t act. Well, Zeki might as well take care of it, he had some experience. He’d once sold a blind man glasses, so this shouldn’t be too hard.
“Hey, what’s up with everyone? We miss a meeting or somet’ing?”
A rather beefy guard led the pack, as it were, his eyes barely grazing over the two before landing on Zeki as he asked a question. “Yeah, called for reinforcements, plus some weird activity or somethin’,” the guy sounded almost unconcerned, though there was a certain eagerness about him. The rest of the guards shifted and murmured behind him.
Szayeis, in his host body, began weaving vis internally, away from anyone’s perception, and also reined back his host’s emotions somewhat, making his act just a little more believable.
Zeki recalled the receptionist ID tag for a moment.
“Oh yeah, Joe said something about that. Sounded crazy, but man, I ain’t gunna ask questions, all these demons here, could be any freakin’ thing. Hey, tell me how that goes man. I gotta finish the rounds real quick, and I’ll be down.”
Zeki walked past him. Hoping to continue his ‘round’. He eyed another camera in the distance, this one would be a bit more annoying, he didn’t want to make it go boom in front of people, and the hall was long enough. Maybe his friend had something for it. Assuming the horde of guards didn’t try to assimilate them.
Some members of the group moved out of the way to let them past, with Szayeis following behind, hidden within his host. The group headed on their way, some of them nodding at the duo before they became preoccupied with their conversations which mostly seemed to involve them wondering what was going on.
The two hardly had a problem as they continued, the security camera’s were initially blamed upon a glitch in the system. Zeki fired at the last one. It felt too easy until a shard of glass from one fell upon a guard’s head several minutes later, a sudden scramble was heard over the radio.
“Well now, that’s our job done. I do suppose we just wait for the dance to start. We’ve done our part. I do wonder how Professor Aeon will proceed?”
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