::Tuesday afternoon, bottom deck hallways::

{ Arumat’s standing still, gazing at the Aquarius statue of course, before walking around it to see if there was anything of real note, but nope looks like just more meaningless decoration to him.

Should someone get close, however, he would turn to face them and focus upon their person. }

What are you up to?

{ Let’s just say that’s his way of being “friendly” in his greetings. And paranoid, just a little. }


::Wednesday, Gym, tennis court::

{ Guess who’s here right about now? The honor would go straight to a certain-light haired Eldarian, alongside a certain blond named Luke. They seem to be comfortable as hell where they are. Wait? Are they talking... }

...of course we haven’t found anything yet, even though we had more ground to cover in new areas.

{ The conversation seems to shift -- Arumat and Luke's voices likely going quieter wherever is most convenient. }

Hmph, I suppose it’d be hard to tell who’s really ... but what about this one? Do you think ... seems like a liability?

{ He gestures to someone quickly on the datapad, but he’s also not stupid -- he’s probably changed the page right after so only Luke could have known who he was talking about. }.

[It’s probably a good thing that Luke’s trained to look things over quickly. He only needs to glance at the datapad to review their suspect before he shrugs.]

Motive doesn’t match, but we were kinda off last week, too.

{ Arumat’s about to say something, when someone walks on by, and of course the two fall suspiciously silent into hushed whispers or some such nonsense. Curious? }

::Wildcard::

{ Feel free to do whatever if you'd like, if there's a certain scenario you may have! }