The Shadow Over Costa Del Sol (Open)

[Demetri Malius]

Demetri's eyes scanned his surroundings as he walked through the town streets. He used his senses to try to find any trace of the prime that had been in the mechanic's shop, but he found nothing. This town was slightly bigger than the one in his home world, but it was very different in style and form. May buildings seemed oddly mismatched, and he still couldn't get over the guards with their white armor and weird weapons. They seemed to be some type of firearm, but more advanced than any he has ever seen. He began to worry that this world held many surprises of the unknown. Upon this reflection, Demetri decided to head towards wherever the markets were. It was often that they would come across valuable items, and try to sell it for a profit. They would sell items with extremely valuable information and not even know it due to their inferior knowledge.

Demetri passed a few guards along the way, and they seemed to keep an eye on him whenever he came near. Perhaps it was apparent that he was not like the others around, especially in his current garments. He began eyeing any merchants selling clothing, hoping to get a chance to sneak away with some unseen, but it was much harder than he expected. The population here was much higher than what he was used to, and it was broad daylight, hardly a second went by without at least one pair of eyes being set upon him. He began to walk along the outskirts of the market, which was less compact and gave him better chances of stealth.

Suddenly, he felt a strong presence. What was this? Another prime? Perhaps the one that had left his armor back at the shop. Demetri used his peripherals to casually look at his surroundings, and noticed a peculiar guard off into the distance pass the streets. He seemed to be the one radiating such power. Demetri realized that he also seemed to be getting information from the presence of the prime, although very hazy and blurred in his mind. It seemed to be a part of his newfound powers. As the prime became more distant, Demetri seemed to lose this connection. He must follow this person, whoever it was, and find out more about them. Perhaps the man from the shop had slipped into a guard's armor, it was completely covering their features after all, and was extremely clever. Demetri hurried towards the direction of his target and began to track his presence, keeping his distance to avoid detection.