Outside the shop a woman in a worn but heavy leather outfit. Her
dull amulet caught the light the embossed symbol on it gleaming. The local badge on her hip proclaiming 'Containment Specialist' let her walk around with the weapons at her hip. She entered the shop with two etched hand-cannons and a host of throwing daggers from some strange mineral. The counter help
Finally let out of lockdown after long hours staring at a TV she very much needed mental stimulation. She'd had not much else than playing emergency alerts as they'd not let her bring interesting reading. Long hours of being in that dour stone fortress was enough to drive one mad. All she'd had in headquarters were a supply of MREs. The furnace got a little low running on nothing but cardboard and cafeteria food. Not really one for eating meat the sugary shop otherwise suited her husk's sense of taste quite well. Certainly one of the first things she'd repaired as one got tired eating through a world full of blandness to keep the husks moving.
She clinked over to the counter with an attendant human there the boots of Photu's husk thumping against the floor. The attendant greeted the 'Officer' but Photu hadn't paid attention to the mundane creature, "I'd like a dozen brookies, and the dark cherry cheesecake. To go."
The attendant balked, "Yes, the whole cheesecake. And a bottle of the concentrated cold-brew coffee with some sugar." She placed a credit chit on the counter to pay while the attendant worked.
Photu looked up at the two with a husk's hollow gaze and tipped her hat at them. One-way mirrored bits around her reinforced hat gleamed despite an inner dark. She hadn't a reason to look closely but if interesting creatures were here eating cake she didn't think they were trouble.