Midtown

"He's the doctor that did the surgery that saved my life," Elizabeth says.

"Well, surgical resident," Dirk corrects her. "And I had one of the senior surgeons ready to jump in at any time... I think I saw you coming to pick Lizzy up earlier? Wow. I did... not recognize you at all. And I never would've guessed you're related."

Cyrus

"Oh, yeah," Dirk says. "Sam should've showed you how to do everything, right? Just shout if you need some help."

Roy

Time: Day 0, Night
Location: Florville Service and Repair

Roy's Stealth check: (hidden)

You trail Alethea... you think... quite a ways from the news station.  She occasionally looks around.  Once or twice, she stares right at you and you think you've been made - but then she shrugs and continues.  Eventually, she stops outside the Florville Service and Repair.  It's a local mechanics shop.  Oh, hey, the guy you ran into at the bar - wasn't his uniform...  Eh, not important.

Alethea brazenly walks up to the front door and tries it.  No luck.  She starts to sneak around towards the side door, carefully scanning the perimeter.  She notices a small camera and pulls out a spraycan, blasting it with black paint.  Something in her step tells you she's rather proud of herself.  She crouches down by the side door, pulls out a small pack, and pulls out some tools.  She starts fiddling with the lock...


Cyrus

You help Lizzy up the stairs and to your apartment.  You give her a quick tour, ending with the bed.  She takes a seat on the edge, and you leave her suitcase nearby.  She wastes no time making herself comfortable.  Then she struggles to get back up and hefts her cane.  "I've been stuck in bed for weeks...  I want to walk around a bit before I go to sleep, get the layout down.  Um... I guess you're going to go work downstairs?  Do you happen to have a radio I can listen to?"

"Shit! That crazy bitch is trying to break into the depressed drunk guys house so she can steal dirt on him and possibly do god knows what!!!" Roy yells in his head... I have to do something..."

Throw a rock or hon any piece of debris at a nearby window, hopefully waking him up, then change positions.

Roy

You grab a rock and chuck it at a window.  It shatters.  Loudly.  "What the Hell!?" someone yells from inside.

"Oh, shit...!"  The lady in black immediately jumps up, drops back down, grabs her tools, and takes off running.  She runs straight toward you before you can re-position, yelling in a half-whisper.  "What the Hell were you thinking!?  Run!  RUN!"


Cyrus

"No, that's fine," Lizzy assures you.  She pulls out her own phone.  "I doubt your phone's got all the... accessibility stuff.  I'm sure you want to get back downstairs, right?"  She lies down and taps some buttons.  She closes her eyes and seems to be listening to something quietly.

Cyrus

She's listening to the news.

Back downstairs, you haven't missed much. The same people are still around in the same places.

Cyrus

You get Dirk his free drink. The usual beer. "Thanks," he says. "I'll be in from time to time, so if you've got any problems... I wasn't entirely sure about letting her out. But I've gotta admit, it's nice to actually know where one of my discharged patients is for once."

You ask the guy in armor where he got that flagon.

"This trinket?" he asks. "I claimed it as a trophy after the coronation of Charles VII. I thought it the very least reward I deserved after the Battle of Patay."

Cyrus' History check: 20/5 - Partial failure

Uh... Battle of Patay...? Charles... VII? That sounds... vaguely familiar...? Wasn't that in France during that big war... a really long time ago?