<div class="floatleft"> ](http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x94/Shadowphile/ebfa601f-dfb0-4557-a153-6bcc6b23c97f_zpsztcnqyvk.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Liam Kithcannon<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Persidia on Mars - On the streets (Outside a supply shop)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Jay and Zaine<br/><strong>Doing:</strong>Searching for clues<br/><br/>Liam stopped.  He turned to look at Jay, wondering why she'd called for them to stop.  His eyes turned to the store and he nodded.  "Want us to wait outside while you talk to them or would you rather have an extra set of ears on the conversation?"  He wasn't vain enough to insist on being in on every facet of the investigation; that was a good way to alienate your coworkers.  He fully expected Jay to be competent enough to conduct her own inquiry but his offer of an extra set of ears was legitimate.<br/><br/>He adjusted his filter.  While wearing it he looked like very other Martian.  Of course by now everyone in Persidia know who they were and why they were here.  News traveled fast in small towns.   With luck their presence wouldn't attract a preemptive strike from whoever or whatever was responsible for the disappearances.  With luck they could come up with a reasonable, mundane solution for the situation.  He didn't want to consider any of the more exotic possibilities.  They made his brain bend in directions he's really rather not venture.  There was enough weirdness in the universe already.  Adding more was sometimes just too much.