Catspaw Blackmarket [Open]

[zouichi]

Zouichi slipped past the human port workers, nodding politely in response to their apologies. A planet that forbade the Daligig from approaching it... how interesting. Clearly, their hosts' reach wasn't as all-encompassing as they liked to let on. There were things to do aboard the ship as well, but for now perhaps it was time to do some long-awaited searching for supplies.

Food, seeds, gadgets... and weapons. Afterward, perhaps he'd find a crew member or two to have a discreet chat with. It was now or never, now that they were finally (temporarily) out from under the ship's constant monitoring. He sent out a quick message on his Omnicomm, then made his way along a row of storefronts.

Weapons first, he decided. Then food.

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[iselldrugstothecommunity]

Figures that Howard can be found at the black market. He's more surprised to see Zouichi there, honestly. He considers just pretending he's not here, but for once he's not doing anything Zouichi would disapprove of at the black market, so he collects his and Orc's fake birth certificates and walks over.

"What're you looking for?"

[futureisclear]

How interesting. Zouichi had something to say to her.

Well, that wasn't the surprising part. But what had he managed to find out? Ildraniath threaded her way through the market, carefully avoiding brushing against any of the... people... who happened to be doing their shopping.

He'd said he'd be here, hadn't he?

Ah, there he was.

"Zouichi," Ildraniath intoned quietly as she gave him a quiet brush on the shoulder.

[thewunderkind]

Oh, there was Lash going around with so much weapons strapped to her person it looked like she could probably start her own war at this point. Screw buying food, she was going to arm herself to the teeth with everything and anything dangerous.