S1E1: Mad World, July 1st, 2003

"Good luck, pal!" Lucius makes finger guns at Mac - and the security guards talking to him by extension, - and then turns at his heel to survey the surroundings. He takes stock of all the presumed locations of the bags he have noticed so far, marvels at an apparently impressive amounts of identical luggage arriving on the same day, and finally turns to watch the bickering pair in the waiting area for a moment.

"Hey, are you-" He starts talking to the man in the uniform, but then looks over and realizes that the latter is already moving through the crowd towards the closest carousel, leaving the houzi completely alone. Ah, so much for cooperation... Then again, at least the man knows not to waste time; hopefully he is also friendly enough to let Lucius know which bags he'll find! There also seem to be some sort of a baggage explosion happening at the same carousel, which is intriguing but probably will be handled without the local monster hunter (and he's pretty sure he'd make it worse). The lady complaining about the bags, on the other hand...

Lucius jumps into motion - metaphorically, since as much as he'd like to leap and climb, the security probably wouldn't appreciate it, - and quickly makes his way towards the well-dressed lady and the chauffeur. "Excuse me, miss, sir?" He waves at them in greeting. "Couldn't help but overhear that you are having some trouble with your baggage! A lot of people seem to, with these bags," the houzi points at the one Simon was just expecting, "especially. As it happens, I'm also looking for a bag like this! Perhaps we can help each other?" While waiting for the two to answer, Lucius reaches with his tail for the bag left by Simon, trying to pick it up and read the tag. And if his eyes are not deceiving him, there seems to be a familiar face a little further by the carousel...

Lucius's tail twitches at the look of recognition on Simon's face; while it is often entertaining to find another person able to see beyond the masks, the quickness with which the man hides the expression doesn't bode well for the goodness of his intensions. Admittedly, many friendly abnormal creatures are forced to hide for different reasons, so Lucius prefers to presume the best until proven otherwise - but it's still unnerving.

"Alright, good luck to you two with your bags then!" He pauses, then leans closer to the chauffer, pretending to look for the bags too while whispering to him: "Hey, if you are in some sort of unwilling magical servitude situation with the lady, I can try to deal with it. Just ask for me at the harbour or the local firing range if you ever need help." He straightens back up, then looks around. "Anyway, gotta find my baggage!"

Easier said than done, really. But there is a new bag on carousel he's next to, as well as the one currently being inspected by the uniform man and a shy-looking teen who passed by them earlier. Does Lucius want to crowd there? Eh, he can check those bags later. For now...

"Phillip! Hey, Phillip!" The monkey happily bounces over to the second carousel, waving at the friend he noticed there. "Long time no see! Also, you need to buy some better coffee, the last batch smelled like seaweed."

Erik will take a look at the tag for the bag he had moved closer to.

"You!" cries Phillip and, forgetting the elusive bag for a moment, makes his way towards Lucius to greet him. "You are always welcome to buy your own coffee, you know! What are you doing here?"

Without knowing why, Phillip has a feeling that this chaos is somehow Lucius's fault. Something in the younger man's manner, his "vibe" if you will, gives the impression that he's always up to no good, like an off-brand god of mischief.

"Well, at least I know which one’s mine…" Alfie mutters to himself, as he spots the contents of his bag strewn across Carousel 1 on the opposite side of the baggage claim. He wonders if he ought to tell someone about the fake cop or the probable theft he witnessed, but he isn’t sure who to tell except security and they seem… pretty busy being yelled at right now. Deciding that responsible citizenship can wait until after he’s rescued his stuff, he begins to make his way toward Carousel 1…