Post by Tokoz on Apr 8, 2022 17:47:55 GMT -5
It was dark on Bravo Bravissimo. Of course it was, it was always dark. Still, even the lights of the everpresent casinos and entertainments for the rich were duller than usual, the halflight of early morning as it was too late for most people to stay up, but too early for any to awaken. Things were still operating, but at a much reduced capacity. The streets were quieter, and few people did much but hurry past, some bearing subtle red marks. In that twilight silence strode a suited figure, moving from building to building with little sound. If you looked directly at them, you wouldn't see much of interest. A briefcase, cheap watch and slightly worn shoes. The dress of someone with not much money and not much time.
This was intentional of course. The young man was attempting to be as uninteresting as possible. Finally, after passing a particular building, he slipped into an alley and carefully scaled into a second-floor window. Palming a key out of his pocket, he opened and then closed the lock on the window. Placing his briefcase down, he tossed the hat onto a hatrack and reached into his suit.
Removing a vial, he carefully flicked off the top and poured it down his throat. Eyes closed, he swallowed, and there was a brief grinding as he straightened and shook and stood taller. Opening her eyes, she rolled her jaw and stretched before sitting down. It seemed there would be a few minutes until the contact arrived and they could discuss the mission, and if so? She might as well change up a bit. Both to feel more comfortable, and to keep cover as best as possible.
Stretching out in the chair, she folded her hands and waited for the contact to arrive. When they did, she tilted her head and smiled. "Hello there. You are Inspector, yes?"
(Use whatever you like for the codephrase! risaka )
This was intentional of course. The young man was attempting to be as uninteresting as possible. Finally, after passing a particular building, he slipped into an alley and carefully scaled into a second-floor window. Palming a key out of his pocket, he opened and then closed the lock on the window. Placing his briefcase down, he tossed the hat onto a hatrack and reached into his suit.
Removing a vial, he carefully flicked off the top and poured it down his throat. Eyes closed, he swallowed, and there was a brief grinding as he straightened and shook and stood taller. Opening her eyes, she rolled her jaw and stretched before sitting down. It seemed there would be a few minutes until the contact arrived and they could discuss the mission, and if so? She might as well change up a bit. Both to feel more comfortable, and to keep cover as best as possible.
Stretching out in the chair, she folded her hands and waited for the contact to arrive. When they did, she tilted her head and smiled. "Hello there. You are Inspector, yes?"
(Use whatever you like for the codephrase! risaka )