Now it was getting interesting. The argument blew into a fight which intensified into an all-out brawl. One that started to get out of hand.
More people who were not even a part of it were sneaking in and getting in on the fight, and it erupted all around them.
He might have enjoyed it if he hadn't seen what the fight was truly covering.
Two of the fake security were going after the blue grass containers.
"That is not yours," Jedriek said and flung one against the wall.
Blue grass spilled on the ground.
It splattered and added a haze into the air. The fighting continued while Jedriek took off after one more, who had gotten away with a case.
Around a corner.
Down a hall, he could barely fit through.
This one was nimble.
And quick, he thought.
The thief darted around all sorts of things, trying to get away with the blue grass.
He ran into a doorway and started to close it. Jedriek shot a barb into the door, blocking it from sealing fully. In a couple of steps, he reached him and ripped the door back open.
And froze.
Inside was the thief.
A young man. Probably only a few years younger than Jedriek. Thin. Gaunt. Unhealthy looking.
With two younger kids.
And a frail elderly humanoid.
All of them were poor, it was obvious from the state of their things. Everything was worn out or almost worn out.
The younger kids, one was a small one, barely up to Jedriek's knee, and it started to snivel. The boy picked up the little one.
"Shh, baby girl." The boy looked at him over the girl's shoulder. "No one is going to hurt you."
Jedriek saw the crate with the blue grass.
It would feed this family for half a standard year.
If they sold half of the blue grass, they would have the funds to eat for many months.
Jedriek knew he had to change his program. He was one of the newer Rhimodians. He could change his program if need be.
This seemed to be a need.
"I am sorry. I am in the wrong place." He backed out toward the door.
The boy looked at him. Handed the little one to the other younger child.
Jedriek stepped out of the room. The door he'd slammed open was now jammed. Unable to properly close and keep them secure.
Drygok. He broke the door.
