Alric Kuhn
Handsome K'lor'slug
Alric stood in the center of a small Arceneau Trade Station within the outer rim, Kiran flanking his left.
There was a slight hint of nervousness to him, though the only tell that could be found in that regard was a slight rapping of his fingers against the side of his pants. He knew that something was wrong, but he didn't know what.
It was a feeling in the pit of his stomach, one that he couldn't quite explain.
It had been there ever since he had seen Danger at the Gala, ever since his heart attack, that moment. He couldn't explain it, and in fact it might have been nothing at all. He had been delirious when he had last seen her. Half starved, over worked, and just out of a heart attack. Perhaps he had imagined that slight gaze of hers, perhaps he had seen something that wasn't there.
Yet her lack of contact, the way she hadn't replied to him when he sent his messages.
It made him think.
Then again they had gone weeks before without speaking to one another, Arceneau Trade and Titan were both massive and they were busy people. Yet it seemed strange to him, and that was why he was here, waiting. Supposedly Danger was at this station, devoid as it was, inspecing or doing some business of some kind.
He only hoped he could find her.
There was a slight hint of nervousness to him, though the only tell that could be found in that regard was a slight rapping of his fingers against the side of his pants. He knew that something was wrong, but he didn't know what.
It was a feeling in the pit of his stomach, one that he couldn't quite explain.
It had been there ever since he had seen Danger at the Gala, ever since his heart attack, that moment. He couldn't explain it, and in fact it might have been nothing at all. He had been delirious when he had last seen her. Half starved, over worked, and just out of a heart attack. Perhaps he had imagined that slight gaze of hers, perhaps he had seen something that wasn't there.
Yet her lack of contact, the way she hadn't replied to him when he sent his messages.
It made him think.
Then again they had gone weeks before without speaking to one another, Arceneau Trade and Titan were both massive and they were busy people. Yet it seemed strange to him, and that was why he was here, waiting. Supposedly Danger was at this station, devoid as it was, inspecing or doing some business of some kind.
He only hoped he could find her.