I'm Not Home Right Now, Please Break In and Leave a Message...
[Offscreen, Puz has invited Mlle. Beringer to a leisurely boat-cruise "in the near future".
Puz needs to learn to follow-up his invites much more briskly. Especially ones made to impetuous women.
An Active RP where Cecile sneaks into Puz's house while he's hiding (unbeknownst to her?) at the Brass Embassy. Warning: Secrets abound.]
The faintest stir of air passes by, either a bit of draft from the window, or shock-waves rippling through the time-stream from the moment Puz will return to his desk and read her cheeky note.
Stepping around the desk, Cecile makes her way towards the banister which encloses the open stairwell leading below. Light continues to stream from the sunken well from two gas lamps, silent sentries against tripping & stumbling.
She stops short, though, noticing two things on the floor...
The first are the earlier-mentioned shiny objects, looking a bit the color of brass. Upon closer inspection, they prove to be hollow 2-inch-long cylinders, each open on one end, each bearing a smell the cat-burglar-chemist is instantly able to recognize: sulfur, charcoal, saltpetre... Black Powder. These are shell-casings of some sort. [If Cecile has some sort of background with firearms, you may query for ( ... )
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All in all, there are at least four files that catch Cecile's interest; they have labels, but her mind translates them into, "Moi", "Monsieur Romantique", "The Party Hostess" and "The Courageous Fille". Nathan's and Scarlet's files are rather thicker than Honoria's & her own. They, like the other files, are availble for Cecile's present or future perusal.
[Items acquired; Files BERINGER/ATTFORD/SCARLET/HARLOWE. Your actions?]
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Cecile crouches down and scans through them, but doesn't find herself interested in any major information. Well. Some of The Party Hostess's information... Perhaps it will become useful~ ♪
When she gets to her own, she frowns at how thin it is. Her file should be the biggest! What is this?!
She pulls a pen out of her hair and gets to work, filling in spots. There is no need for him to not investigate her!
Well.
She doesn't quite like when people investigate her -- especially for those pesky legal reasons. But still!
When she's done, she puts her own file on top for anyone to see. There. Now it's one last peek at the files near to top of the room, then off down the stairs.
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SMACK
Before hitting the door, she manages to crouch her legs to soften the blow, sliding upward. There she sits, legs straight up in the air, skirts and hair everywhere. Several things from her hair slide down to meet her as she sits.
Her eyebrows lower. Then they lower more and she frowns. Who would design such awful stairs?!
Carefully standing up, she rubs her very sore backside. She glares at the door. "Terrible!" She gives it a swift kick before observing the door and trying to open it angerly.
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