The patrol had not yet drawn their weapons, which was a good sign. Bad
news, they were not looking happy.
"This is a restricted area. Identify yourself and state your business
here." one said by way of ordering.
"Thank the heavens you are here," she replied. "I am so lost! I am
visiting Pacifica and decided to take a walk along the boardwalk here, which
I have to say is quite beautiful. Anyway, I was just walking around
looking at the beautiful horizon and your lovely building when I realized
that I am completely lost. Do you think you kindly folk could help me out?"
She could only hope that the two guards would believe she was a tourist ...
at least as long as it took Dais and Lasiter to get a little closer.
Without pause a reply came, "You are in a restricted area. This area is
property of the Venasian Government. Please state your name, and where on
Pacifica you are from." The guard was very stern, somewhat condesending,
but not overly aggressive. Although, it could quickly go that way. He was
trying to determine where she was from so he could have her story checked
out. They had been warned about 'foriegners'.
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