Kay-Larr
Sphaera Tea Company Owner
She eyed everyone in the market, even when she went to her favourite tea booth. Shea was there, the old woman looking not as bubbly as she used to be. The attack at her booth and the kidnapping of the former Senator had made her cautious. But Shea was ever so pleased to see Kay alive and well. No words were spoken between the two this time, just a big hug. Shea didn't want to attract attention anymore, or at least not so soon. An exchange of tea leaves for perfume was made before Kay quietly left the booth, slipping her pouch of tea leaves into her satchel.
There seemed to be a bit more security around the place and Kay found herself glancing to the rooftops at times. Everything seemed good though, so she headed over to one of the clothing booths. It took about 15 minutes, but she left the booth with a few big parcels balanced in her arms, each carrying thick coats and gloves. She rested her chin on the top parcel to hold them in place, so it made looking around all the more difficult. But she didn't have too far to get back to the Free Lady.
As she walked through the crowd, most gave her some space. However one did not, causing her to stumble and drop her parcels right in front of [member="Léon"] . "Sorry, sorry...."
Meanwhile on the Free Lady, Captain Terrac rolled his eyes at the odd co-pilot that his boss hired. She sure knew how to pick 'em. "Took you long enough. Everything should be fine as I did a full check just before we left Isis." He leaned back in his pilot's chair, folding his hands behind his head as he reclined back in the seat a bit, giving [member="Julian Viles Priest"] a once over. "You weren't snoopin' in the boss' quarters, were you?" Little bits of green hairs were seen on Julian's clothing, particularly around his knees. That could only come from one thing, the Gwaii cat.
There seemed to be a bit more security around the place and Kay found herself glancing to the rooftops at times. Everything seemed good though, so she headed over to one of the clothing booths. It took about 15 minutes, but she left the booth with a few big parcels balanced in her arms, each carrying thick coats and gloves. She rested her chin on the top parcel to hold them in place, so it made looking around all the more difficult. But she didn't have too far to get back to the Free Lady.
As she walked through the crowd, most gave her some space. However one did not, causing her to stumble and drop her parcels right in front of [member="Léon"] . "Sorry, sorry...."
Meanwhile on the Free Lady, Captain Terrac rolled his eyes at the odd co-pilot that his boss hired. She sure knew how to pick 'em. "Took you long enough. Everything should be fine as I did a full check just before we left Isis." He leaned back in his pilot's chair, folding his hands behind his head as he reclined back in the seat a bit, giving [member="Julian Viles Priest"] a once over. "You weren't snoopin' in the boss' quarters, were you?" Little bits of green hairs were seen on Julian's clothing, particularly around his knees. That could only come from one thing, the Gwaii cat.