outsiderslogs | If the water is too clear, there is no fish.

who. Xiahou Dun + anyone under the Omega sun, if there even is one.
what. Dun is meeting up with some people separately to discuss the ~~weather~~ neighbourhood watch. Other than that, he's free to interactions with anyone else while waiting/walking towards the appointed meeting spots.
where. The bar where York works, his martial arts centre, a quiet area of apartments, and Mordin's clinic will be the places where the meetings can be held. Otherwise, you can bump into him any time/anywhere when he's not discussing super secret details.
when. Over the course of the last week
warnings. None yet.

There are lots of people he has to meet if he wants this watch to succeed. The latest fire escapade proved that unless they stood with each other everyone else would regard them as nothing more than chess pieces in a game of Omega politics that frankly Dun wanted nothing to do with.

So for the past few days Dun has tried to set up a meeting with the following people at the following places:

Day 1. Mordin Sollus at his clinic.
Day 2. York at the bar she works at.
Day 3. Commander Shepard at a busy corner in the commercial district.
Day 4. Arcee at the quiet alleyway where they met, also near the commercial district.
Day 5. Marian Hawke at the quiet housing area they first met.

Although he is a man on a mission he's not adverse to stopping for a chat. Perhaps someone has bumped into him and tried to make off with something from his pocket? Or maybe he's been roughly shoved to the side by some aggressive Krogans and is in need of some help beating the crap out of them. Maybe you've seen him lingering around the area, and you're just wondering what this suspicious guy is up to. Or maybe you're in need of help yourself. Whatever it is, Dun's eyes and ears are open.

((OOC: Basically the meetings are locked between Dun and whoever he wants to meet, but anything else is fair game.))

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[Hawke's not so certain she wants to have another round with Dun, but he seemed interested in something and she's fairly curious to know what that is. If nothing else, she can give him the benefit of the doubt and meet him anyway, even if they just launch into another argument.

She's still tired from using her magic to give water out a few weeks ago, even more so after the fire fight. But she's recovered well enough, thankfully, even if there's still a few kinks to work out here and there. Not everyone has as much power back as they wish. And the mercenary groups are acting up. She's been skirting around them carefully.

The housing area's quiet, as before, and she goes to find a fairly discreet place to wait for him. She has a feeling he's already there somewhere, though, and she goes to the exact area where they met to look.]

[And like dejavu, she finds him surrounded by a group of mercenaries. The Bloodpackers are back and ready to have another go at the civilians of the Zeta district. Like Hell Dun was going to let them, and thus he'd landed himself in yet another predicament yet again. Still, she's come to the prelude; the over-confident posturing and swagger of the krogan leader and the underlying anger of his subordinates were met with Dun's cocky and powerful confidence. They wanted him to beg for mercy; Dun was giving them a ten seconds to run for their lives.]

[Isn't this a familiar sight?

Hawke pauses as she catches sight of the scene, staying out of the circle of trouble he's found himself in. Her eyes are on the krogan leader as she watches, her eyes going from him to Dun. He doesn't seem to be in any danger just yet but Hawke isn't going to hide this time. Instead, she's going to let him make the first move.

But there's power already at her fingertips as she summons up her magic, and she's ready to fight.]

[Good, because this time Dun's a little more measured in his approach. Having had some experience under his belt when dealing with the numerous mercs around the station, this time he knows when to look out for the tell-tale signs of a Krogan charge. He knows that Vorcha are weak against fire. And he knows what some Vorcha carry: flame throwers.

So all it takes is a few more jabs at the Krogans masculinity, and voila. Cue charging Krogan. Side-stepping the Bloodpack member, he can't stop the smirk that forms on his face when the tank smashes into the wall, distracting the other vorchas. Taking advantage of the moment; he leaps forward at the sole vorcha with a flame thrower, using his blade to decapitate the creature instantly. Before the heads reaches the ground he's already grabbed the weapon and relying on instinct and what he recalls seeing, pushes the trigger and aims at the rest of them.

It's not enough to take out all of them, but there's a reason Dun lead them here. And that's because of the flammable liquid he's set up behind him, the bottle of cheap ryncol hidden by the crate revealed when the Krogan charged right at him.

Strategy isn't his thing, but he has to admit that it does pay to be sneaky at time.]

If the water is too clear, there is no fish.

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