If it's not one thing, it's another...

[roman_rory]

Rory slipped quietly through the thick foliage around the edge of the palace. Doxia was inside cavorting as usual with the native, distracting them as he worked around the edges, ignored, following her instructions on defusing a particularly nasty bomb that was set to blow the place, and them, sky high. He had managed to get the first four points disabled and was working to get to the last one when a very sharp and rather nasty spear jagged into his back, drawing a bit of blood.

"Halt!"

Rory hissed in pain, but held still. "Um, sorry. I think I'm lost," he lied, trying to look both harmless and confused.