[ It's day three of their week-long stakeout of the Merchants' Guild office, and right now Athessa is peering out the window at the building in question.
The same guard at the same time both days prior had started to leave, gotten halfway down the street, then hurried back to fetch his keys and actually lock the doors. That guard is the one she's watching now. ]
He's gonna forget his keys again. That'll be three days in a row.
[ --through a stifled yawn, and there's a shuffle of fabric as Loxley arranges his coat in some manner. ]
Along with a description, obviously, although I don't know how it is you can recognise him from here.
[ This isn't the first time Loxley's made comment as to Athessa's especially sharp powers of vision which are probably totally normal. The shuffling stops, and then there's another familiarity: the sound of a metal cap, being undone. ]
How can you not? He walks with a limp [ a very slight one ] and his eyebrows cover like, his whole face.
[ More like just his eyes, but you know. Distinguishing marks. ]
But a name will be simple enough, depending on how he feels about elves. And if we stall him before he remembers he left the building unlocked, a break-in won't even be necessary.
[ Her own yawn doesn't get stifled with any degree of success, and she sighs on the exhale. Turns her attention to her handsome companion and quirks a brow. ]
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charmoffensive) wrote2019-10-19 02:48 pm
action; sometime recent pre-crossroads, a thing from the jobs list
The same guard at the same time both days prior had started to leave, gotten halfway down the street, then hurried back to fetch his keys and actually lock the doors. That guard is the one she's watching now. ]
He's gonna forget his keys again. That'll be three days in a row.
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[ --through a stifled yawn, and there's a shuffle of fabric as Loxley arranges his coat in some manner. ]
Along with a description, obviously, although I don't know how it is you can recognise him from here.
[ This isn't the first time Loxley's made comment as to Athessa's especially sharp powers of vision which are probably totally normal. The shuffling stops, and then there's another familiarity: the sound of a metal cap, being undone. ]
But an exploit is good to know.
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[ More like just his eyes, but you know. Distinguishing marks. ]
But a name will be simple enough, depending on how he feels about elves. And if we stall him before he remembers he left the building unlocked, a break-in won't even be necessary.
[ Her own yawn doesn't get stifled with any degree of success, and she sighs on the exhale. Turns her attention to her handsome companion and quirks a brow. ]
What's your poison tonight?
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Some form of brandy, I think. I can't speak to the region.
[ He offers it to her to try. ]
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No thanks. I stopped drinking.