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KI had been driving for many hours before reaching the edge of East Market. He slowed his bike down to a safe speed at the sight of a few intimidating looking guards. Hunger began to grip his stomach as he cruised down the street, his muffler making only a slight bit of sound. The smell of food was all around, but with so many choices, he was experiencing a strong case of of sensory overload. Maybe if he approached a local, he would be able to find a good shop to eat at. 

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On a whim, Ki pulled his bike over and entered a small trinket/pawn shop. If he stopped at a food stand to ask where to eat, they would surely try to sell them on their own cuisine. But this shop seemed innocent enough, a safe place to ask for directions. As he entered the shop, he could see that the shopkeeper was finishing conversation with a young girl, something about magic. This interested KI maybe half as much as if they were talking about technology. Making sure his hood was down in order to look as innocent as possible, despite daggers and shiny metal bits of other weaponry sticking out of his wardrobe, KI politely waited for his turn to speak with the shopkeeper.