ok, alien bad dude...

[owwmyspine]

WHO: The Negotiator, Jaime
WHERE: Wherever the Negotiator happens to be
WHEN: 1/17 evening
WARNINGS: Who knows even
SUMMARY: Uprooting bad seeds
FORMAT: No

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[freedomofreach]

[ The Negotiator was at, of all places, a library.

Data. It was all about data. And loathe to admit it, without the Reach's surveillance technology, the Negotiator needed to learn all he could about this place through other methods.

His human disguise was on as he left with a bag of books, but there was no masking his signature. ]

[owwmyspine]

[of course a library. he should've veered that way first...

well. nobody's running from the building screaming, so there's a good start! Jaime has to take time to find a quiet alley and shift back to civvies first of all, since showing up suited was...kind of a spectacle.

Jaime strolls in, failing at casual for the most part. man on a mission.

it definitely doesn't take long to find him, but color him surprised.

from an angle behind:]

You're human now? [but that's not right. Scarab says he still reeks of...Reachyness...]

[freedomofreach]

[ The appearance of Jaime Reyes was almost enough to loose his concentration on his disguise. Almost, but he had also been expecting the young man's appearance around every corner since he arrived.

There's a very, very, brief flicker of green, as he turns over his shoulder to Jaime. ]

It's much more convenient .

[owwmyspine]

Oh, I bet. [frowning, eyes narrowed. no. not human-human, is he?] I'm amazed you're still sane, to be honest. The mingling with lesser beings hasn't gotten to you?