[The door slides shut quietly behind them, and the store lights don’t flicker on to herald their arrival, so there’s hope yet that they won’t be spotted any time soon. Not if they move quickly, quietly, Markus sparing only a confirming glance in Arthur’s direction before tending to his own concerns: find something that’ll fit, something comfortable enough to move around in, something that won’t draw too much attention to himself. Blending in, for now.
He doesn’t take long to find what he needs. Markus sees Arthur in his periphery, the signal to leave obvious. He nods, draws closer, then leads them out of the store with his own chosen articles of clothing folded neatly across an arm. He hasn’t the chance to spare a look at what his friend has chosen for himself — too busy turning around once they’re out and placing a hand on the security node again, setting things back to how they were, before they had quietly broken in. No trace left behind.]
All right. Come on, let’s go.
[They haven’t drawn the attention of people or drones, all’s quiet on this nighttime street. Time to take advantage of it by moving down the sidewalk and ducking into an alley to transition to the neighboring road.]
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He doesn’t take long to find what he needs. Markus sees Arthur in his periphery, the signal to leave obvious. He nods, draws closer, then leads them out of the store with his own chosen articles of clothing folded neatly across an arm. He hasn’t the chance to spare a look at what his friend has chosen for himself — too busy turning around once they’re out and placing a hand on the security node again, setting things back to how they were, before they had quietly broken in. No trace left behind.]
All right. Come on, let’s go.
[They haven’t drawn the attention of people or drones, all’s quiet on this nighttime street. Time to take advantage of it by moving down the sidewalk and ducking into an alley to transition to the neighboring road.]