Daniella nods and offers a smile to Castor. Turning her attention to Sidor, "Understood." her tone was firm, she would do what was asked. She takes out her cell phone and puts it on vibrate, then placing it back in her pocket, glances at Castor.
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Daniella nods and offers a smile to Castor. Turning her attention to Sidor, "Understood." her tone was firm, she would do what was asked. She takes out her cell phone and puts it on vibrate, then placing it back in her pocket, glances at Castor.
There had been a moment where Castor had thought that the Bishop wouldn't let them go, but he was glad to be able to be involved in the fray. "Baliff Sage, whenever you are ready." He places one hand on the combat dagger at his waste. Hopefully he would never have to draw it, but he wasn't about to tempt fate by not staying alert.
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Tracy listened to the Deputy's instructions, paying close attention to his words and making a mental note of where she needed to go. Once he was done speaking she offered him a polite nod.
"Got it." She then turned towards David. "Ready when you are, Mr. Silver."
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"One moment." David hands over his contact number to Daniella. "There. Follow close Tracy." David sets off a brisk walk.
Not stealthy
Of course Tracy would rejoin me. She has to compensate for last time.
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Tracy nodded and waited until David was ready. Once he began to lead she followed, trying to be as inconspicuous as possible.
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I hope he knows what he is doing.
Baliff Sage and Mister Drake follow the map and find the 'tunnel'. Problem with the tunnel is it is indeed covered by a grate and with that, its about big enough for one person to army crawl through. It is not, sadly, one of the big culverts you see on TV.
As the Heirophant and the Gangrel make there way around their side of the building they find a side door that has been boarded up and chained. But the lock is new.
The Deputy and the Unaligned find there side of the building is devoid of possible enterences or exits but as they make there way around to the back they see a back door that is semi-ajar.
Inside the buidling the Savage Priscus seems to regain his composure after feeding from the drug addled woman. "Whell Misther Connery, What dho you thinkh? Chan you taste anythihng odd ihn her bloohd?"
Sidor's gaze moved onto the door that was ajar. He hung back, scanning the area for a moment. The Deputy wasn't going to be uncautious.
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Dillon blinks away the dryness at best he can, remarking to the other nonchalantly. "A little bittersweet, but not exactly unpleasant. Thank you for the sample, Master. May I ask the cocktail?"
The man seemed particularly proud of whatever it was. There is a chance, however small, that it might be important. So Dillon pays attention.
Sidor cannot help but find the obvious security flaw unsettling as he watches the door sway a small amount in the breeze. but something keeps putting it back into the Ajar spot.
Back to Dillon the Master is looking at him with pride in his eyes. "Whyh ith is rhed of chorse. Ahll of them are ohn a variathion ohf Rhed. Thith what the wheakest."
Seeing the grate and the small size of the tunnel was disheartening. If something went wrong they would be trapped. Castor isn't sure if it was better for he or the Baliff to go first. It put both of them at great risk.
"Baliff Sage, I lack the sight, but would be a less serious loss in the event something should go wrong. Nothing will be able to flank us below but it also means any protection I could have offered will be almost useless." This more than anything worries him. He will have no way to defend the Baliff. "I do not care the order in which we travel. It is your call." And while he doesn't know which decision is better. He hopes she makes the right one.
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