[PrP] Bismark Memories

[Tuesday]

Smiles as the chime rings.

Destiny man, Destiny.

Understandable nodding. "Sure. Latter. That, I can do. Plus you know. Gonna take a bit to talk to my guy." palming the number and putting it in her pocket. "Don't worry. I'm not getting these washed before uh-later." Smile. Trying to lighten things up. Since. That's her deal.

Straightening off the both, she waves at the guard, "Later."

Before she ambles back over to the where she could spot Faye.

"So." She tells the blond, "We're workin' tonight." she says even as she types out a text to both her and Dick.

Basement. Got us an in for later. We're prolly gettin paid for it too. Explain better in Campy's car.

[Aurora]

As the Spirit buzzes away, Faye finds herself kind of lonely. It had been fun talking with a Spirit, she'd never done it, and actually enjoyed it. Defiantly going to have to do it more often.

Blue eyes turn as she hears Tuesday, then feels the phone buzz. Pulling it away from her ear, she looks, sees Tuesday text, and gets an excited grin on her face.

"That's perfect!" gushed the blonde. "I actually wanted to go there." she taps the screen of her phone indicating where Tuesday mentioned. "I had a talk with one of the unseen residents and got a few names." the paper was handed to Tuesday, the handwriting scribbled, but hopefully legible. "The place I was told about is there, so I was going to mention it to you guys and find a way there. But seems you've worked your own magic and gotten us a in." it was hard to contain the excitement at getting to go into the basement. "I can fill you in on more details in the car." cause not talking about the Spirit surrounded by Sleepers.

Looking around, "Know where Dick is?" she had been in her own little world and not paid attention.

[Yumyumcrow]

Tuesday and Faye catch up. Two women, unnoticed and unremarkable in the lightly milling crowd of the retail area.

Up on the neglected floor, Oculus discovers why his face smarted the way it did when he first tried to peer across the Gauntlet, back on the ground floor. The veil is thick and heavy, like a wall of opaque ice. The spell batters itself to oblivion attempting to breach that barrier.

His other spell sputters into existence and he feels the weight of it settle on his Pattern. Fortunately his working holds, humming shrilly in the background of his mind while his perception expands. Like most spells, this one is limited by his sensory range but the effort is not wasted. He feels the guards outside long before their quiet chatter penetrates the room - overweight and stressed from their speedy but fruitless search of the upper floors. He senses the vitality of the birds flocking into the sky from the canyon between buildings just outside the window. Strangely, he even senses the weak pulse of some birds in the air ducts nearby.

The guards pass by on their sweep. Clearly, they know nothing of the unlocked apartment. From the snatches of conversation that penetrates his hiding place, Oculus can make out the guards are more angry that their lazy day has been interrupted by the search. They are definitely not in the best of shape, having to pause nearby and catch their breath.

The Shaman's luck holds - Tuesday's text only reaches him once Oculus can no longer sense the guards.

I'm think we wrap this scene shortly. We can always open a new one and continue the plot if I've got you intrigued

[Tuesday]

Cool. Seemed like she wasn't just the only one do some figuring. Not that Tuesday didn't think Faye wouldn't be doing stuff. But. Hadn't left this spot. Uhhhh Unseen.

"Cool." Tuesday rasps, "Let's head out. Since. Should get talking." after nodding at the page, and also words.

Hazels flick to Faye's and she nods, "Ish. He's been making trouble. Freakin' peeps out." which was bad. Obviously. "So. Let's head to the car." Tuesday says again, her feet already moving to the door. "Call. Text. Maybe. See what's up. Get figuring done. Since. Later. When we come back. Nice to know all the info."

[Yumyumcrow]

Faye and Tuesday walk out of the Bismark building.

Oculus bides his time before making a dash for the exit. His luck continues to hold as he pummels the interior stairs and slips out the fire escape. The shadows of the alley are welcome (and if he really was a government official he might be concerned about the pile of pallets and refuse blocking access from the fire door...) The streets beyond beckon, dripping in golden light and the anonymity of the downtown crowd.

The Awakened may not have found what they sought but they have uncovered a building full of mystery nonetheless.

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