Turn 31 Begins"So, my friend, now that we're in, what's your strategy?", Nix asks Anthony in the privacy of the viewing box.
Survey the movements of enemy guards, and try and find our two targets. See if there binoculars or anything provided in the viewing box to do this with.
Nix and Antony mull over various strategies. While doing this, the hobbit produces a pair of opera glasses from a container underneath the seat. He brings them up to his eyes and scans over Azirkan's box. The tallest of the guards has a slightly purplish tint to his skin and elfin ears. Said guard soon turns to look right at the M. Inc box, as though he could feel the hobbit's gaze. He maintains this glare for a moment before returning to his job of ordering the other guards around and making sure the box is secure.
Judging by his decorated uniform and abnormal features, this must be Agent Anuvo. *Mechanical sigh*
Repeat previous.
[3]OP-TR makes another attempt at scaling the wall and entering through the window. This time, they succeed, though they came scarily close to falling off on the way up. Judging by the large amount of computer screens on the walls and manned consoles, this appears to be a surveillance room. The perplexing thing is that the two staff inside both appear to be dead; Their throats are slit, and their eyes have been gouged.
What the hell happened here?"I can try. No guarantees."
Jack takes out one of his needles, poking it into one of the doors and attempting to pick the lock.
"Let me know if you need a needle."
At Mana Sol's suggestion, Jack decides to pick a lock or two.
[5]After only a moment of fiddling with the most interesting door, Jack is rewarded with a satisfying
click and swings the door open. The room inside is filled to the brim with props of all kinds. What stands out the most, though, is a large grey book with a rather stylized image of an eye emblazoned across the cover. Jack picks it up on a whim and begins to flip through only to find that every page is blank.
How strange.Head to our box, take a seat, and observe Azirkan's box.
Osmond heads by the attendant, flashes his 'bodyguard' pass, and takes a seat in the lavish Murder Inc box. From where he is sitting, he can't make out all the fine details of the individual guards in Azirkan's box, but he can see clearly that one of the guards is rather decorated and has unusually elfin features.
That's probably Agent Anuvo...Turn 31 EndsOOC: Murder, Inc. is now officially the longest running non-minimalist RTD I've ever done. I thank you for your active participation and interest in seeing where this story goes, and hope to see many more turns and revelations as the narrative unfolds. Thanks!