The Market Place

Red Joined: Jul 27, 2004 Posts: 13

CC slowed down as she, Vinarin and Matt approached the general area where the blaster shots had sounded from. It seemed to be on the outskirts of the marketplace where some buildings were close together, forming alleys. Why did everything always seem to happen in alleyways? CC bet that crime would be drastically reduced if people stayed away from alleyways, especially dark ones.

So of course, here she was...walking toward an alley, possibly closer to people who had blasters and weren't afraid to shoot. Maybe she was a few starfighters short of a squadron.

"Oh, yeah," CC said to the other two in a low voice. "In case the authorities come, nice to meet you. I'm Tarrah Graison."

As they walked past a few alleyways, CC tentatively called out, "Hello? Anyone here?" She had no intention of sneaking up on someone who was armed and startling them, and she also hoped it would help play into her naive tourist act.

Before too long, they passed a dark alleyway with a few bodies sprawled on the ground. CC stopped short, quickly glanced around the alleyway and then cautiously walked toward them. The first ones had no pulse, but there was one man who still did, despite having a wound on his arm and face. CC looked back at Matt and Vinarin and said, "He's still alive. Either of you have any first aid training beyond basic stuff? Otherwise, can you get me a couple makeshift bandages?"

She was fully conscious of the weapons lying about, but as long as everyone was unconscious or an ally, she didn't want to be handling them and getting her prints and DNA on them. If the authorities came, it would be one less issue she'd need to talk herself out of. She didn't even want to think about the corners she could find herself backed into if any Imperials showed up.

(OOC: Vin and Matt, if you guys want to take different actions, let me know and I'll edit this.)