A suspicious van

Nuelssa walked outside of the ‘Mommy Class/Club’ and started scanning once again for suspicious individuals and potential dangers. She knew that the toys were suspicious due to how she could feel the energy living individuals produced irradiating from them and due to the fact they had been twitching and moving when in the corner of her eye. Ever since she learned how to use Reave, a biotic ability to absorb the life **** from others, back in her home universe, she has been able to sense potential targets, especially those with ill intentions .

Nuelssa really wished someone had told her about the existence of ‘Toy Story’ sentient toys. Such miniature potential infiltrators and spies were not something that would be expected to appear at her old station protecting Slowpoke and Slowpoke-pokegirls from potential thieves but it would’ve been nice to have been briefed. Once she had ripped the toys while interrogating them, she had thought they were harmless since that would’ve worked when ghost pokegirls or pokemon possessed items back at the breeding facilities. She will have to warn the others that such tactics might not work in the future.

Nuelssa waved friendly at a few young Prime Worlders and their children-grade characters who were playing outside the community center or were running for one of the other classes or clubs hosted inside. Other than a few people who glared at her and spat in her direction, there was nothing that she found to be much of a concern. It was nearly as boring as being back at the facility again though Nuelssa was grateful for the change in scenery; it was better than the facility and less chaotic than the house when the harem’s antics got to concerning levels.

Nuelssa stopped by a little bake sale the “**** Bakery Club with Mung Daal and Colette Tatou” were holding and bought a slice of cheesecake that a little purple haired Prime Worlder girl with hair buns made. Nuelssa even patted the miniature Big Daddy the kid was selling baked goods with. She was glad that Charles Gardner provided a small account of money for his character-employees to use to buy outside items.

Sitting down on a bench outside of the ‘Mommy Class/Club’, she slowly ate her slice of cheesecake as she listened to what was happening inside using the Nanny Cam that was available. Why they were learning to juggle and throw darts, she wasn’t sure, but saw no issue with that; it was a useful skill for protecting VIPs. Less said of the Afterlife dancing competition, the better.

“Hmmm…not bad, not good either,” Nuelssa commented as she ate the cheesecake which was edible but was a bit too hard and dry. Nuelssa finished off the cheesecake and threw away the plate before starting to head back to Aelita now that she had confirmed no threats so far outside.

Just as she was about to open the door to go inside, something set off her threat detection sense. Letting go of the door, Nuelssa looked around and noticed an unmarked black van pulling into a parking space. They parked in a parking spot that was directly in between the various entrances and gave them good sight-lines to look inside. Nuelssa was immediately on alert when they pulled out binoculars and started scanning the windows.

She started marching over to the van, her overt actions by activating her shields alerting nearby security and bodyguard characters that something was happening. They noticed the van with the people using binoculars and started angling themselves in front of their charges. Nuelssa was about to reach their window and knock when they noticed the attention they received.

The people inside looked to have panicked and tossed their binoculars aside and quickly reversed out of the parking space, nearly taking out some characters walking to their owner’s car. As they hurried to drive off, Nuelssa quickly used her omni tool to take pictures of their license plate to send to the boss just in case. Other bodyguards requested copies of the plate just in case.

“Is anyone following us?” Asked an unshaven Prime Worlder as they sped down the road in their van.

“I don’t think so,” another replied as he checked his side.

“Dang it, the boss really wants her found and brought to him, we will need to check again when that blue bitch isn’t around,” the first one complained.

“How did she realize we were there? The notice-me-not thing was supposed to make everyone ignore us,” the other replied as he took off the mask he had on.

“I don’t know, I just know that the pet wizard is going to have a very difficult conversation with the boss,” the first said as he tried to calm himself down and was grateful he had a ready excuse for the mission failure.

“Let’s just get to the hideout and figure out what to do next.”