Lancers IC Thread

The detective nods as she eats a bowl of pleasantly fragrant fish and vegetable thick stew. Wiping her lips, she apologies. "Not much time for food on this job. OK."

The waitstaff arrives to clear dishes and bring deserts, smiling as terror worries happily at the bone from his meal. Once settled and alone again, she continues.

"Biometrics and working with the Wave... Sounds like Glynnis Ayamir's outfit. They don't care about working with brainwashed slacker happiness zombies and they have used biohacks before. You can usually find some of her crew skulking about Buckram's alley in the Market district. It was left untouched in the conflict because, well, everyone needs milk. They traffic grey market goods like Quagmeeran hentai."

Her comm beeps in a series of tones. "If you will excuse me. That's my alert, I am needed. Feel free to message me if anything else coms up." She takes her sweet bun with fruit and hurries out, already talking to dispatch.

Jillick notices that two burly human males wearing loud, loose fitting floral print tops follow the detective out.

Spanner catches sight of another man in a similar shirt with a stylized bird he recognizes from the briefing materials. A Sandpiper, which was the Old Earth Surf Culture mascot. Said man is very poorly pretending not to watch the Lance.

Del and Terror observe the two suspects amateurishly following Detective Burroughs along toward the market. It is easy to see she realizes she has a tail. She pauses to seemingly check her comm, but catches Del's eye briefly as she does so. Its clear she intends to confront, and he is invited.

The Sandpiper tattoo looks up. "I .. um.. Don't think so, no. Maybe.. Maybe we... we've seen each other in the.. um.. place.. I... " He "clumsily" spills his drink, and tries to use the distraction to run for the door.

Jilick and Spanner both receive chimes on their comms. The port is sending a receipt for release of docking and acknowledgement of new destination for the Fugue.

I'm going to slowly follow him, and try and stay out of sight.

Detective Burroughs seemingly idly wanders through a common side street shortcut on her way uptown. The thugs follow. Sandpiper has already become erroneously convinced he lost Gideon and is hurrying to get to the other end to cut her off.

Jilick meanwhile works on contacting Aflino about the reason the Fugue has gone to Atheneum without warning.