Roll: 6
One frantic dash to the closet later, Alex tried recollecting himself.
Well, that backfired. At this rate I'm going to have to wait in here until the evening... or perhaps fast-forwards it.
Alex cracks the door to the closet and draws a crescent in the air with his finger. A noticeable inky form appears in the air, and, sure enough, one of Tatooine’s suns dips below the horizon. Alex hesitantly puts one paw outside the closet, and it doesn’t burn. Relieved, he pads out into the bedroom, sniffing he air, and yowls a little. Then he scratches behind his ear, trying to dislodge a flea.
Roll: 3
Abashed, Darek manages to sputter out a heartfelt, if poorly expressed, apology. He’s been trying to apologize so much today! Neither parent seems fully satisfied, but they let the matter drop, content to let Darek finish the chores and go to bed. He awakes the next morning, poorly rested, thanks to the interminable giggling of that stupid sponge and that even stupider starfish.
Roll: 4
Annie manaes to put everything she wanted to say into the letter ot the school board, and puts it in an envelope, seals it, and get’s ready to mail it. She realizes after a short search of the usual places that she has no stamps.. She is going to have to walk halfway across town to get some. Annie peeks out the door window in uncertainty.
Roll: 6
Jack makes his way to a nearby factory he knows of. It’s pretty big, and not thoroughly guarded. There is enough activity there that he can sneak in unnoticed if he acts like he belongs. He manages to make it inside, and works his way down into the basement, where an unlocked utility room provides an out of the way spot to set up shop. He tucks himself away behind the boiler and begins spreading what remains of his evidence out, taping it up to the walls, and arranging it according to the pattern he saw in the tattoo on that man’s arm. If he can arrange it just so, he can get more clues. He just knows it.
“You there!” Jack remains very still, hoping the intruder wasn’t talking to him. “The second floor women’s toilets are filthy. Someone had an ‘accident.’ Go take care of it.” Jack waits a moment. “Well?” The voice demands. Jack peers around the corner of the boiler, and, sure enough, a greying man with an air of authority is looking right at him. Apparently, this hide-out is somewhat well known amongst the employees here. “get going!”
Roll: 1
Losing a second battle with pain, Stan falls unconscious again. He awakes an unknown time later, drugged and bandaged. Disoriented, Stan sits up, then, after a wave of nausea passes, he stands. Wobbly, he almost makes it out of his room, when a nurse stops him. She calls to another nurse, and the two of them gently but firmly lead him back to bed. It hurts to think, so Stan doesn’t. He lets his attention wander as the nurse turns on the tv to some random sports channel. The noise mixes in with Stan’s thoughts and memories, each image chasing another in and out of the darkness in his mind.
Roll: 6
Jeremy tosses the bandages and the sheets into a trash bag, and then hauls the bag outside to the dumpster. It is all he can do to climb the stairs back to his apartment and drag himself back to his room. He falls into bed. He drifts toward sleep, the girl he saw before lying next to him. She still screams, but softly now, almost comfortingly. And she bleeds not. It is this that fills Jeremy’s dreams this night.
When he awakes, the girl is nowhere to be seen. He is not exactly rested, but he does feel better than he did last night. Looking into the mirror in the bathroom, he is not sure he looks any better than he did last night. A sight catches his eye, and Jeremy starts. Is it that late? Afternoon already? What day is it? If he has work today, he’d better hurry.
Roll: 2
Joseph walks, not daring to look to see if he is followed. His thoughts are interrupted by an outburst of laughter from not far away. Glancing up, he spots four men in the trash littered alley adjacent to the one he walks down. Two are sitting on a metal stairway up to a landing before a closed metal door, and the other two stand at the bottom of those stairs. Two of them are smoking. Jeremy’s sudden start, draws the eye of one of the men sitting on the steps. “Well, well, well. What have we here?” He asks, drawing the attention of the other three. Suddenly, four sets of eyes (he hopes it’s only four) are on Joseph.
Goal: obtain money.
Roll: 2
Ed grabs his keys and heads out to the … shoot. His wife took the car. The nearest gun shop is six miles away. Ed plans: He could walk now. He might get there by closing. He could steal a car and get there on time. He could wait for tomorrow.
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