Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150518191206/@comment-26130256-20150705014450

This feels like an immeasurably bad idea, Azulius thought, looking around. Somehow, the fact that Leon was off being murdered had fallen on completely deaf ears, but to be fair, that was a huge bomb they were dealing with. But still, how many people needed to watch one Eliminator's back while he clipped wires? Guy probably had to do this kind of thing in the dark while being shot at.

Hold on, that looks off. There was movement in the inn. Some of the people  were moving around, spreading out. Some of them were handing something large out to others, sort of a long shape... Are those rifles? ''Okay, we're in trouble now, but if they see we know we're in trouble, they'll open fire and things will get messy. Poker face, just like every other game I've played.''

"Oliver," Azzie spoke quietly, keeping his face still turned towards Fritz's bomb disposal project. "Please look over my shoulder, and tell me that I'm hallucinating that the people in that inn are breaking out the sniper rifles." Stretching his neck, he saw something else out of place, and he quickly bowed out to satisfy his curiousity.

(in my defense, the post here says "he", while my Q&A with Fedora said "she".  I'm splitting the difference by guessing)

Over next to one of the buildings, one of the workers was smoothing a supply of what looked like cement over the bricks. Sort of an androgynous type, with short black hair and thin limbs. Long sleeves, and based on the ink showing at the wrist, plenty of tatoos.

None of this added up. None of the other buildings had any sort of concrete covering like this; it would clash horribly. Also, the village chief was very specific that everyone went to the town hall, no exceptions. Only thing to do was play the fool and let the person's reaction to being "found out" tell the story. If xe started panicking, clearly something bad was afoot. If not, probably nothing to worry about.

"Afternoon, friend," Azulius began, looking as friendly as he could without dropping his guard. "You need a hand with that?  Must be important if you're ignoring what the chief said about sitting tight in the hall."