Friday, January 30, 1953

[laviedeletat]

[Not too much of a difference from when he's not on the job. Roy's out on the town, keeping an eye on things, just generally surveying the area, catching as many details as he could without seeming suspicious. His face is, as ever, carefully controlled as he patrols. His eyes are quick and catch most signs of movement, even in the shadows.

Quickly, he rubs his hands together a little, breathing some warmth into them and sighing before returning to his professional posture.]

Feels like Briggs here.