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

[anarrowtotheeye]

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.))

Comments

[neverknocks]

[ As ever, crisis makes people want to drink, so The Quad's been pretty busy since the fire. But hey, at least the water shortage is over, and York doesn't have to worry about any customers accidentally dying of dehydration. Not that that's happened. She's pretty sure.

So York's been pretty busy at work, but not so busy that she doesn't notice when Dun comes into the bar. It's not that big of a place, after all. ]

Fancy seein' you here.

[fightforthelost]

[Busy indeed. Shepard's out on his own mission to find a few merchants willing to deal with him and his people without reporting it to the mercs or Aria herself. It's not like he can hide the fact that he's Commander Shepard here on Omega -- everybody knows he's here, but at least he can try and make sure that the players on Omega don't know that his people are building their own arsenal in case things go to shit again.

For the moment he's leaning against a corner and checking his omni-tool, typing out some notes to go over later with some of the crew.]

[distortedscream]

[Finally forced to land when realizing he'd strayed into too enclosed a space with tightly packed buildings, Starscream landed on a rooftop. He crouched down, sourly observing the scene. Apartment buildings, he supposed. Not much going on. Serene, even.

It wasn't a soothing sight.]

[fun_police]

[Dun would find the alleyway occupied on the fourth Day, but not by Arcee. Not yet, anyway. One could probably assume that the larger mech standing in her place was probably an agent or a friend of hers. Omega didn't exactly have the largest population of sentient transforming robots. But then again, it was also dangerous to make assumptions.

Prowl had arrived early. He may not be the most charismatic individual, but he was nothing if not punctual. And the increasing civilian organization that Arcee had mentioned had fully piqued his interest.]

[falcon_bait]

[It had been nearly two weeks since his arrival, and Otoya still couldn't shake his feelings of unrest. Everything about Omega felt wrong, as well as everything about the people he had met thus far. Aliens. Wizards. A part of him still expected to wake up in Tokyo. He would even be comforted by waking up in a Tokyo Sanitarium.

Today found Otoya in the markets. He had yet to fully explore the area, having stayed away from heavy crowds since his arrival. Necessity more than anything else drove him out of hiding. On Omega, credit cards and yen were worthless. Food required credits. Credits required a job. And so he made his way through the crowded space, zeroing in on possible technology shops. Might as well learn something in the process.

About halfway through, Otoya spotted a somewhat familiar face. Or at least familiar clothing, and bowed in Dun's direction.]

[unyieldingly]

[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.]

[salarian_savant]

[Most people don't make appointments for Mordin at his clinic. Largely, they just show up and that's that. He'll see everyone eventually. It's a perk of having the clinic open continuously.

He'll be done and waiting promptly for Dun's arrival. By done and waiting, that actually means sealing a number of wounds of people in the waiting room. Just the quick and easy ones, and he'll be washing his hands when the man shows up.]