<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/0a/Rudy_reyes.jpeg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Santiago,</span><em>First Mate and "Public Relations"</em><br/>2519, present day<br/><em>Man's Ruin</em>, Eavesdown Docks, Persephone<br/>Tagging - Thalia Linnea, Babette Lafayette<br/>Location - Talking to Chester at poker tournament/party<br/><hr/><br/><em>"Chester Burton.  My suggestion, if ya be listening to it, is to steer clear of that group over there.  Mason shouldn't have brought some of this crowd together. There's gonna be trouble, most like. Blood before the dawn."</em><br/><br/>"Pleased to meet you, Chester Burton.  Nomad Santiago.  Much obliged for the warning, sir.  I'll most certainly consider your advice for me and mine."<br/><br/>Thalia had her hand on my elbow, near where a blade slashed my suit not long ago, and I placed mine on top of hers, as a sign of possessiveness to Chester and as a way to comfort her if she was feeling threated or intimidated by the situation.<br/><br/>Chester moved on.  I spoke in whispers to the two ladies, smiling as if I was having a normal conversation.  I kept a glass in front of my lips, in case anyone tried to read them.<br/><br/>"Babs, how about you go around and behind them folks Chester was referring to?  I have the perfect distraction for them while you do some eavesdropping or pickpocketing."<br/><br/>Taking fresh glasses in hand, I walked with Thalia until we was in the line of sight of the group of men.  Figured they would be checking Thalia out while Babs was doing her thing.  With me there, they was unlikely to accost her.  Then again, if they was feeling ballsy, I'd be ready to take them out with choice words or my bare hands.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>