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[b][color=Lavenderblush]Time:[/color][/b] MORNING 
[b][color=Lavenderblush]Location:[/color][/b] EXT. DOCK / INT. TAVERN
[b][color=Lavenderblush]Interactions/Mentions:[/color][/b] Guy affiliated with The New Dawn [@Lava Alckon]; Another guy affiliated with The New Dawn [@SilverPaw]; Zion [@Helo]
[b][color=Lavenderblush]Equipment: [/color][/b][hider=][color=Lavenderblush]⋆[/color] Attire from Avalia
[color=Lavenderblush]⋆[/color] Backpack
[color=Lavenderblush]⋆[/color] Smartphone
[color=Lavenderblush]⋆[/color] Wallet and key
[color=Lavenderblush]⋆[/color] Computer
[color=Lavenderblush]⋆[/color] Headphones
[color=Lavenderblush]⋆[/color] Spare eyeglasses
[color=Lavenderblush]⋆[/color] Plastic bag
[color=Lavenderblush]⋆[/color] Letter
[color=Lavenderblush]⋆[/color] Zion's hunting knife
[color=Lavenderblush]⋆[/color] Clothes from Earth
[color=Lavenderblush]⋆[/color] Canteen "borrowed" from Malachi's
[color=Lavenderblush]⋆[/color] Map "borrowed" from Malachi's[/hider]

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[color=Lightcyan][color=magenta]"I'll take that as a yes to all of the above then. Unless you want to, oh I dunno...elaborate?"[/color] Jun frowned at Tanithil's response. He was absolutely, positively, one-hundred-percent certain he had shaken his head. Last time he checked, a side-to-side head wobble meant [i]no[/i] in every country except Bulgaria… and Sri Lanka… and maybe India. Turkey. Okay, maybe there were a lot more regions than Jun initially thought. That wasn't the point. The point was, he was pretty sure the Captain was just trying to get him to speak.

When both Tanithil and Arlen strode off in different directions. Jun realized that they made the mistake of taking their eyes off of him. Time to make a break for it!

As Arlen, Zion, and Jun wandered toward the tavern Tanithil had pointed at, Jun tried to oh-so-casually drift off course, edging towards sweet, sweet freedom. But every time he steered himself in any other direction than the one Arlen was heading, Zion would either pull him back or block his path with his hulking frame. It was like the lion-man gained mind-reading abilities or something. After several failed attempts, Jun reluctantly shelved Plan A.

Plan B then: excuse himself to the bathroom and make his escape through a back door or window. Classic.

They plopped themselves down at one of the larger tables inside the tavern, and Jun claimed the seat at the far end. Perusing the menu, he jabbed his finger at his breakfast order, then tacked on a few extra provisions for good measure. Since Tanithil was treating them to breakfast, he might as well stock up for his soon-to-be life on the run.

Jun sat quietly, biding his time and waiting for the moment to set his plan into motion.[/color]

[hider=TLDR]Plan A to slip away while Tanithil and Arlen were not paying attention to Jun, failed because of Zion. Jun decided he would attempt Plan B in the tavern.[/hider]