Posted June 2, 2023, 5:04 p.m. by Civilian Lai Kitrian (Independent Operator) (Lindsay B)
On a colony this large, food was a growing concern. Replicators required energy and usually only the more well off had access to one, though it really depended. Much of Oed either cooked or ate out, depending on their needs, and those that cooked required things to make a meal with. Aside from the farmer’s market and like any large city, food shops dotted Oed.
A typical person might shop for a enough food to get them though a week, or maybe longer, but Lai couldn’t bring herself to. It was just as risky to go often, but somehow that seemed to be the lesser evil compared with pretending they could truly settle here. For now, she went out every other day to get a few basics, holding onto their precious credits that social service provided until they had a way to support themselves.
Dressed in black cargo pants, a plain grey t-shirt, heavy boots and a black leather jacket, she entered the shop, grabbed a basket and shifted the bag on her shoulder towards her bucket. She wandered over to the produce and picked up a round citrus fruit she now knew as an orange. This realm had all sorts of interesting things that were forbidden where she came from, but she was secretly taking pleasure in seeking out Terran things. Because she could. Here, it wasn’t a crime. She looked over her shoulder and looked around warily before she placed the fruit in her basket. Moving around, she repeated this action, feeling a strange sensation sweep over her skin. It was hard to relax when she was out. She was trying, she really was, but she trusted nothing and no one around here. Except for Akem, of course.
After a little while, a security guard came over. “Is there a problem, Miss?”
She swept over over the tall and muscular Human male with her gold-ringed hazel eyes. “Not last I checked.”
“Then I don’t suppose you’ll mind showing me what’s in your bag?”
Her brows arched and she folded her arms across her chest, the basket settling into the crook of her arm. “Absolutely not. I’ve done nothing wrong here.” Her outward expression was angry, and her chest heaved as she tried to steady herself. The desire to flee right now was immense.”
“You’ve bene acting rather suspicious. You can either prove you’re not shoplifting, or you can simply leave.”
Defiance touched her eyes and oh the words she wanted to say! Lai took a step backwards and spun, intending to walk farther into the store but she collided with someone and she tripped to the floor, her produce spilling out of her basket.
~Lai Kitrian
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