A SMALL TOWN IN LATE TWENTIETH CENTURY AMERICA… APPROXIMATELY EIGHTEEN HUNDRED AND TWO HOURS
Turn 1.8 Put clothes back on. Then casually make my way down the street away from the house, in order to not attract the attention of the communist driver to what my mates are doing at the house
"Oh, I'm sorry sir. For a second there I thought I was in America, the land of the free. Used to be in my poppa's day when a man got stabbed in the crotch he could check it for damage without someone threatening to call the police on him. Go ahead, call up the man and let them take away your freedom. You communist."”Uh, oh yeah. Sorry boy, you're right you know... I don't know what came over me... Must have been the shock of nearly killing that damn fool boy, I...”[4] A functioning crotch and frequent checking of said crotch being a sign of freedom, the man doesn't call up the man, and gets back into his car, shuts the door, and starts up the ignition. He drives off, as Richard walks the other way, and -
Sprint around the block and come in through the back.
BAM!
[6, Fisk rtd 4, Car rtd 1] The driver accelerates off, only for Fisk to run straight in front of him again. The driver swerves right hard and smashes into one of the parked cars lining the side of the road, which almost immediately bursts into smoke, almost as if it might explode or something pretty soon.
Fisk keeps running; the furious driver leaps out of his car and chases after him.
After a minute or two Fisk is round the block and can see the back of the Jackson residence just yards away. Turning round, he can also see a sweaty middle aged man closing in on him!
Mr. Jackson is distracted! Use the opportunity to sneak into the house.
"Uhh..."[4] Jarvis Palkin wasn't kicked out of the school oratory team for nothing, you know! But if he'd been a member of the school ninjutsu team he probably wouldn't have been kicked out – he's an expert! As Mr Jackson struggles with the inner turmoil of living years with a wife who could just throw an entire turkey away into the trash only days after throwing an entire chicken away into the trash just because she got the marinade wrong or something who knows Chad Jackson is too manly to know about that kind of thing goddammit I work all day and she just fills the trash can with chickens and stuff willynilly that's
my turkey that is that I paid for with the sweat of my own two hands I should go in there and make everyone eat the damn thing, raw or not wait, this one doesn't even
have any marinade on it, dammit does she just buy birds to stuff in the trash can just to spite me or what, hmm, beer... hmmm...
Jarvis creeps past the grumbling eejit's back and in through the front door and into the hallway of the Jackson house. There's stairs just to his front and left; the large hallway goes straight through into the kitchen; the garage seems to be to the left, and sounds of television come from the right. Just then there is a terrible squealing!
Edith figures the crash is as good a distraction as any.
Surreptitiously burrow into the house, locating the gerbil and purchasing its loyalty with carrots!
Peeking through the window, Edith sees Mr Jackson leave through the front door and decides now is the time to excavate her way through the ground, and the foundations, and the wall, and into the kitchen.
[5] It works! There's a 6 foot deep crater in the kitchen now, but it works! Barely leaving much of a trail of mud or rubble, she sneaks down the hallway, past the sounds of television on her left, and to the stairs, where she stops briefly to sniff the air.
The front door is open, and she goes silently up the stairs.
Upstairs there is a hallway, with bedrooms and bathrooms coming off it; Edith creeps along, her feet now entirely cleaned of mud and leaving only the deadly trace of a ninja, and finds Mitchell Jackson's bedoom.
She slowly pushes the door open, and rolls expertly in.
Edith McKenzie comes face to face with a gerbil.
[1] Edith whips out her bunch of carrots,
which Pixey the gerbil immediately interprets as a sign of attack!Pixey leaps at the intruder's face, jaws wide open and eyes full of rage; Edith leaps herself, backwards, into the wall, whilst squealing almost exactly like a 10 year old girl being attacked in the face by a possibly rabid gerbil!
[5+3vs4+3] Blood pours from Edith's chin!
A woman's voice calls.
”Chad, are you okay honey? You didn't tread on Pixey, did you?” Jarvis Palkin; Red Belt And a Half
Mind: 3/3
Body: 2/2
Flexterity: 3/3
Moves: Deep Breath; Basic Splits; Tree Pose; Yogic Critical
Richard Wensley; Red Belt And a Half
Mind: 5/3
Body: 3/3
Flexterity: 2/2
Moves: Deep Breath; Basic Splits; Tree Pose; Peacock Pose
Fisk Balck; Red Belt And a Half
Mind: 5/5
Body: 2/2
Flexterity: 1/1
Moves: Deep Breath; Basic Splits; Tree Pose; Yogic Slap
Edit McKenzie; Red belt And a Half
Mind: 4/3
Body: 1/2
Flexterity: 3/3
Moves: Deep Breath; Basic Splits; Tree Pose; Yogic Critical
Mind: 1/1
Body: 1/1
Flexterity: 3/3
Np note today. Hopefully I'll manage another turn at least before I go away for a fortnight, but it's not like being away for two weeks will really make a noticeable difference in my glacial update schedule.
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