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The absence of the sound of a child's resting breath and the cheery call of an innocent proclamation of their arrival caused Lochesh to stir. He had only half-slept, as per usual, having genuinely resting for only a few brief hours before Kai's less than quiet announcement reached his ears. Rising to his elbows to peer over the edge of the bunk, he caught a faint glimpse of the tiny Chimera scuttling her way out of the room and down the hall, followed in a rather comically swift manner by the fair haired and skinned Apollo. The masked Chimera swung his legs over the edge of the bed and hopped lightly to the floor behind him, making sure to land loudly enough to be heard. Faintly glowing eyes studied his strange half walk and half run gait as Lochesh, too, strode into the hall and followed idly behind the pair. He made it a point not to allow the sound of Kai's footfalls escape his ears. Curious thoughts of what would have brought them to such an abrupt stop drifted lazily through his mind before settling on one of two logical possibilities: they had either indeed reached their destination, or the flying swine that had placed them on this ship hadn't given them the courtesy of a full fuel tank. Upon stepping outside and seeing no trace of the Grey Market, but instead what looked like the rest of the crew interrupting a party of some sort, he settled on the latter.
The place they had landed in was much nicer than he would have expected, to say the least: a lush settled oasis in the middle of the desert. Bright eyes skimmed over the locals with mild suspicion, his gaze seemingly enough to keep them at a desirable distance. Lochesh could hear a few quiet murmurs about his mask, primarily about it's tough texture and mild curiosities about what may lie beneath it, and quietly shook his head. If these people expected him to remove his mask, they were bound to be disappointed, even if they were to invite him to a meal - which is what each of the locals seemed to be doing - they would find that he preferred to eat in private or not at all. As when he'd awoken, the presence of little Kai nearby broke his thoughts: this time with a perfectly innocent question. He stared at her for a moment, as if to question if there was one in particular she sought, before allowing his gloved hand to slide not to his usual card case but the inside of his jacket. He shuffled the cards with almost mesmerizing speed, eyes not straying from the young Chimera's as he did so. Plucking two cards - Justice and the Queen of Cups - and offering them to her with one hand, whilst the other fanned the deck wide for her to make her own choice. “Choose well,” His eerie whisper entreated, “And keep your card close to the two I offer.”
As he waited to feel the cluster of cards in his hand move, he gave the group another careful look over. Something didn't feel right about this place, though he couldn't quite place his second or third tongue on just what that 'something' was. Kind strangers were a very rare thing in his life, and an entire settlement of them? What were the chances? His ears perked up at a female voice posing a question about Kai, causing him to turn his head ever so slightly to face her. He didn't bother to take in her appearance, favoring locking his gaze with hers in a silent judgment of her trustworthiness. “She is rarely alone.” The whispered words alone were cryptic, prompting him to add something more brotherly, so as not to confuse his meaning, “I wouldn't let her stray from my sight in a place like this; there's something very ill-meaning here.”