[Welp. The game's afoot once more, it seems. Inwardly, David wants to fume at her for saying he disrupted the festival when she'd shoved him into the crowd earlier—but even if he wanted to have an honest talk with her, the guards are probably taking note of what's going on and will be closing in soon.
Maybe he should "pull" her away from the center of town a bit more? In that case—he activates the flight systems on his suit again. The blue glow from the plasma jets deliberately make him easier to spot to Thiirien, though he still hasn't dropped his active camouflage.]
Ya want answers? You'll hafta catch me!
[And with that, he begins hovering backwards off of the roof top—over to an adjacent roof, one closer to city limits. He's deliberately flying slow enough that Thiirien can keep up.]
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Maybe he should "pull" her away from the center of town a bit more? In that case—he activates the flight systems on his suit again. The blue glow from the plasma jets deliberately make him easier to spot to Thiirien, though he still hasn't dropped his active camouflage.]
Ya want answers? You'll hafta catch me!
[And with that, he begins hovering backwards off of the roof top—over to an adjacent roof, one closer to city limits. He's deliberately flying slow enough that Thiirien can keep up.]