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PouchIf this Alice and her daughter were anything, consistent should be the definitive quality given to them. They knew exactly who to get in contact with to get what they wanted to be done, though granted clearly the only thing on their agenda has been a set of deceitful tasks or things to take down possible rivals.
They were dastardly masterminds and I'm sure this time around it will be no different, but clearly they can't be worried about any rivals considering the implications of Jessica Day's death.
But I guess there was always an animal scrounging to the thrive and survive. Walking into the theater, Lucian knew his directive, the letter had been left at the Tavern request board. Alice wanted to guarantee herself as the true lead actress for the upcoming performance, and according to her, anything less would be deemed a failure and there would be hell to face.
Granted, I do not fear anything about this woman, but I'd be a fool to play this without thinking. She could easily turn people against me and any move against her could be transformed into a possible set of accusations that would be hell to deal with.
Lucian strolled toward the director's office, the heavy wooden door was slightly ajar, the auditorium staff conducting their normal daily routines of upkeep were not focusing on him. Especially considering that there weren't that many people even in the theater, this would prove definitely useful to what I'll have to do today.
Knocking on the door, Lucian waited and waited. A few minutes passed and Lucian hadn't received an answer, rapping on the door again, this time Lucian waited a little longer than before. Is the director not in there, he just left the door open? Lucian went to knock a third time when a large man with a regular scraggly face upturned in a fit of aggression grabbed onto the frame, a lit cig in his mouth.
327/300
They were dastardly masterminds and I'm sure this time around it will be no different, but clearly they can't be worried about any rivals considering the implications of Jessica Day's death.
But I guess there was always an animal scrounging to the thrive and survive. Walking into the theater, Lucian knew his directive, the letter had been left at the Tavern request board. Alice wanted to guarantee herself as the true lead actress for the upcoming performance, and according to her, anything less would be deemed a failure and there would be hell to face.
Granted, I do not fear anything about this woman, but I'd be a fool to play this without thinking. She could easily turn people against me and any move against her could be transformed into a possible set of accusations that would be hell to deal with.
Lucian strolled toward the director's office, the heavy wooden door was slightly ajar, the auditorium staff conducting their normal daily routines of upkeep were not focusing on him. Especially considering that there weren't that many people even in the theater, this would prove definitely useful to what I'll have to do today.
Knocking on the door, Lucian waited and waited. A few minutes passed and Lucian hadn't received an answer, rapping on the door again, this time Lucian waited a little longer than before. Is the director not in there, he just left the door open? Lucian went to knock a third time when a large man with a regular scraggly face upturned in a fit of aggression grabbed onto the frame, a lit cig in his mouth.
327/300
