[outsiders] The Escafil Incident

[tradecraftdude]

Marco and Rachel juggle some Andalite technology.

Sometime after the mameshiba infestation...

Just another delivery boy, making another delivery. A delivery boy packing light weapons and wearing armor under his pizza shop uniform.

That's Marco, scooting by on foot, trying his best to look casual. His backup Eclipse bro keeps pace a few turns behind him, but they have to stay far enough apart to not draw any attention to the fact that Marco's pizza carrier might actually contain more than a pizza. Hell, Marco doesn't even really know if he's carrying something hot---they make him do dummy drops once in a while just to keep everyone on their toes.

But they're coming up on a blank part of the station; wider streets, fewer alleys to duck through, less people to use as cover. If anyone's going to mug a pizza boy for his order, they'd do it here.

Marco throws a glance back over his shoulder to see if his backup's still in sight.

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[tradecraftdude]

As soon as Marco's feet come off the ground, he's cursing inside; this is exactly what his backup should be preventing. The delivery bag still swings from his shoulder, and he clutches at his precious order with one hand while trying to reach into his jacket for his pistol with the other. The fabric's pulling too tight, constricting his movements.

"Hey, dude, you're gonna jiggle all the toppings loose!" he shouts, playing the dumb pizza boy, legs kicking helplessly. "I'm on an order here! You got a problem with my route, you call up the routing office!"