5 suxx to the lie
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used the correct die pool, just wrote the wrong trait down. All the ADD. >.<
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August pulls the car (front or back?). The van is still idling.
Peter kicks the door in. Glass shatters as the frame twists before the bolt tears free from the jamb.
Surprisingly, no alarm goes off.
An empty glass case lines the front of the shop. Two sets of shelves run the length of the shop, covered with candies and other oddities: coffee cups, coasters, herbal remedies, and flavored teas and coffees.
The thick, delicious odor of chocolate suffuses the shop.
"Check the van, if you are feeling up to it." For the moment, that was all he had for August. The man seemed determined to do whatever he pleased.
Baldwin swept the room with a glance and kept his ears open as he stepped inside, moving through the room to peek through the door into the back area. He was tactical; when he peeked the door, he kept himself mostly concealed. If there was a shooter active in the building still, he needed to be cautious.
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West August pulled up to the side Baldwin entered from. Sooo front I think?
Augusts texts Baldwin from the car as he sees the van Idling, keys still in the ignition. I can take the van and you take the car?
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Baldwin sees the one camera watch-dogging the register.
The window? It's hard to see though. Crimson-black smears and gibbets cover a good bit of it.
Baldwin sighed unnecessarily. The camera would need to be dealt with, but that was for after he finished clearing the building. Keeping up his pace, he pushed the next door open and moved through it, very concerned about what he was about to see. He snapped his head around, checking it to see if there was anyone inside.
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