Thread: Safe & Sound [Merc & zPrimal]

They left for dinner and things went without a hitch. The food was good and he enjoyed the simple discussion on alcohol which made a segue into Talia's own personal history which he was familiar with. They stopped by a convenience store at the request of Kekoa for ice cream before returning to her lodgings. With the day behind them and the sun quickly setting, he had sat with the two ladies as they talked, only moving away a bit later to retrieve his own pint from the freezer, which he had intended to wait for a while before deciding now was probably the best time to consume the ice cream should they end up having to change shifts suddenly. He sat down in the living room, some distance away from the two of them but just barely able to make out their words. Not that he was paying attention to their small talk but rather watching a variety show which just so happened to be the first thing he saw while flipping through the expensive number of TV stations offered here which was expected for a hotel of their repute. They were talking about relationships, at least that was what he noticed until Talia decided to break the conversation off and Kekoa went to bed. Night, He bade her with a wave before lowering the volume on the television as Talia approached. So about the itinerary for tomorrow... ------ One month later ------ Las Vegas. The Sin City. With the concert now behind them, there was now a sponsorship party where her various sponsors and elite supporters were gather to meet Kekoa and the label. It was no meet the fans session and that much was made known to them and Kekoa prior to it. Henry was present too, having just flown in only an hour ago and his next flight would be less than six hours as he made sure to meet their sponsors. Security was much tighter too, thanks to that threatening message left on the SwannFans subreddit. He had expected something to happen during the tour, but that did not mean he was too pleased with the perpetrator, which made extra work for the team. His team, for the perimeter team and the men were dressed similarly as they were on the day they were introduced to Kekoa. Talia had took it upon herself give the security a surprise check prior to the meeting before entering from the front. The perimeter team had their knowledge of social engineering techniques revised, only to admit those with passes and invitation cards which matched the guestlist. This increased security after the entered Las Vegas was noted by Kekoa who expressed unease. He explained to her the situation, while still the same, he was going to take additional measures just in case. However, this backfired and she had even requested to skip out on the party. He knew that was not going to happen, but decided to have her speak with Brigit with the expected results. Two hours. For this he had also decided to be physically present as she went for the party, it should be over quickly and once that was done he was not expected to enter shift for at least two days until they had landed at their next destination. Yes, once its time you can leave discreetly. You are a busy lady after all. He reassured her, We will also be checking the guests' bags so you needn't fear anything, just enjoy yourself. The lift chimed before the doors slid open admitting them to the gathering. In the background a live band played a jazzy beat while the guests mingled with drinks and refreshments. He reassured her once more as they stepped from the lift before allowing her guards to take their places and for Brigit to take over. There was security at the front door, where they checked their passes before admitting them. He turned, already having seen Talia by the bar in a deep red dress when the doors opened and made a beeline for her. The security is alright. That was a statement, I told you we didn't need to worry so much, our guys know how to handle themselves. He glanced at her up and down for a second, You look good in a dress. Kekoa! A young lady with her coal colored hair done up in a bun broke away from a group and extended a hand for her. You did great today! She bubbled, while with a slight Asian accent which hinted at her nationality from Taiwan, she spoke perfect English, Oh, where are my manners! I'm Yi Ling. Her parents were sponsors, who finally relented after their child threatened to not take over the family business. Could I trouble you with a photograph? She asked, wondering if she had overstepped her bounds. Nearby, a young man also formally dressed but with a mop of amber hair grinned in a friendly manner, raising a camera as though to say just a picture.