Insight's "The Silent Partner" IC

[Walking Dad]

Face

Pierson fails to remember any password or clue for one given. He looks back to Jack.

 

[Insight]

Face

Pierson fails to remember any password or clue for one given. He looks back to Jack.

OOC: With that roll... It occurs to Face that other people must be uttering the password to get through. Perhaps waiting for someone else to pass through and eavesdropping might be a good tactic.

 

[jackslate45]

Jack smiled and said "Excuse us a second." Turning back to Face and moving away from the guard, Jack hurriedly asks "Got any ideas?"

 

[Shayuri]

OOC: If Renna is going to remain out of sight of the men (or basically out of sight), she will need to make a Listen check to see if she can make out what they're saying. In doing so, she will not need to make a Hide check. Alternately, Renna could get closer, obviating the need for the Listen check, but she will need to make a Hide check to avoid being seen, if Renna even cares about that. Your call.

Although Renna's almost on fire with curiosity about what the men are talking about, she can't quite force herself to move towards them. The movie-star version of herself would coolly saunter down the alley, swaying her hips and puffing from a cigarette casually as she smiled at them and purred something nonchalant about how the weather was that night.

The real life Renna was terrified that they were mobsters, and that the moment they saw her, they'd be pulling out small, nasty-looking black revolvers and muttering insincere apologies just before pulling their triggers...

With some effort, she shook her head to slough off the anxiety-driven imaginary images and concentrated on what the men were saying...

 

[Walking Dad]

Face

Jack smiled and said "Excuse us a second." Turning back to Face and moving away from the guard, Jack hurriedly asks "Got any ideas?"

"Yes, we could try to eavesdrop what the other men say when they enter."

 

[Insight]

With some effort, she shook her head to slough off the anxiety-driven imaginary images and concentrated on what the men were saying...

"Hey, how many more do we need now?" a fat man in a pinstripe vest and black bowler, smoking a cigar, asks.

Another man, this one in a full suit, with a slight knife scar down the left side of his face, spits into the darkness. "Ten, maybe."

"Boss is on a tight schedule," a thin man, smoking a cigarette, says. He takes a puff on it. "Pays well, though."

"The booze here stinks," the fat one says. "Watered down. They should go down to Mexico and..."

"Who cares?" says the man with the knife scar, interrupting. "Let's get this show on the road. Boss isn't paying us to stand around all night." He walks out of Renna's line of sight. Renna hears a door open and close.

The man in the pinstriped suit takes another puff from his cigar. Renna can start to smell the cigar's "aroma" and it is not all that pleasant. "Ain't never kidnapped no one before."

The thin man puts out his cigarette. "That's show business. Movie's not gonna make itself. Let's get inside."

Both the thin man and the fat man appear to enter whatever door the man with the knife scar went through.

 

[Strahd_Von_Zarovich]

Allan

meanwhile, in another part of the city

Zzzzzz
Allan is sleeping quite good as the others enjoy in the pub.

 

[jackslate45]

"Hmm..." Jack says it almost automatically, and strains to listen for anything that might be helpful.

 

[Insight]

"Yes, we could try to eavesdrop what the other men say when they enter."

There are a few open tables not far from the entrance and the "doorman".

"Hmm..." Jack says it almost automatically, and strains to listen for anything that might be helpful.

No one has come through that door in the past few minutes, minus waiters coming from the kitchen. The "doorman" doesn't bother with them.

 

[Insight]

OOC: HINT: Face could also try a Listen check. Or perhaps the two of you could try something else.