"Hey ... I need yer help," Chel said over the phone once he'd picked up, looking at the bartender while she spoke. She'd dialed Shun; it was late and Chel was at a bar. She'd been with a friend, but they'd decided to call it in early. Chel hadn't felt comfortable leaving at the time; she still had the gut response that someone was following her. Sometimes that happened when creepy guys were at the bar, but they usually either approached her (and got rejected) or disappeared after awhile.
This feeling was more complicated because there wasn't actually a person there. Just a feeling. So she'd called Shun to come do his Damn Duty as a cop. "Can you come pick me up somewhere?" But Chel couldn't just outright ask for his help with it. God forbid she admit a problem.
xblade kuroda
takes place pre-seance obvs