"Ready when you are, Stan."

Bishop handed Elias his flask "Best you two have a nip, just to make it convincing."

Dressed in a dark peacoat and watch cap, Bishop nodded and joined Bo in the cold. The stench of the rotting flotsam and jetsam that filled the damp air of the docks filled Bishop's nostrils. He could not help but think that no matter where he went in the world the same stink filled the air.

Bo grins and winks at Leo and Millicent.

"Lots of giggles and guffaws should put it across."

  Millicent took Leo's hand and climbed out of the car. She flinched at the smell for an instant before continuing out and stood beside Leo. "mercy, it is a wee nippy out here isn't it," pulling her cost tighter.

  Her eyes lit up at the site of the flask, "just what a floozy needs on a night like this," taking a sip and then some after Leo was done with it. She let it linger on her overly red lips. "ahhhh, not bad, though one can't really complain in this cold." She held out her arm for Leo to take, "shall we go play our part dear Doctor?"

OOC: I think our planning is complete and I'm going with what was outlined in the last PM?

Leo raised the flask in a toast to his comrades. "To being convincing." He took a couple nips as Stanley had suggested, then nodded to them and pushing his hat lower on his head. He looked at Millicent's arm, but that wasn't going to be quite right. Instead he circled his arm around her waist and pulled her tight so they could walk hip-to-hip. Or rather they'd stumble that way.

The 'walking' was going to be relatively slow and somewhat serpentine. Leo leaned over toward Millicent's ear. "Just remember to giggle every time I talk to you. I'll obviously be playing the part of very drunk and terribly funny sailor."

  "Oh," Millicent gasped surprised as Leo grabbed her, "You sly dog you." She gave a smile as she did the same to him making sure to alters her steps too. At his suggestion, she gave her best interpretation of a drunk lass's giggle, which she had seen her fair share of and occasionally done herself after a few too many.

 "oh you!" she said in a silly, slurred giggling tone, "youure a funny guy, you know that? You should be one of them actors or something." She gave another giggle at the end.

From where they had parked the car, the group walked down the street and turned the corner, headed toward the area where the docks and the warehouses were. Walking down the block, they soon came to a street crossing, after which they would find themselves in the area immediately approaching the warehouse that Bo and Bishop had described having seen a transfer made to earlier. At the far end of the pier was a dilapidated merchantman freighter, likely the one the pair had described seeing earlier in the day, though the details were less clear by moonlight than by sunlight.

The warehouse was a tall, long building that jutted out onto a narrow pier, with room for docking on either side, and in front of it there was enough driveway to receive deliveries as well. It stood alone from other buildings nearby, unlike some of the other warehouses in the area that were adjacent but independent operations. The lighting throughout the dockside area was minimal, as it was in the streets in Limehouse, save near the pubs, and a light fog rolled through the area.

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OOC:

Let me get Spot Hidden rolls from everyone except Millicent.

Stanley and Walter, from you two I'd also like a pair of Stealth rolls (with Advantage on account of the preparation and distraction). 

Millicent's Spot Hidden: 96 (skill 50%) - she sees only the obvious - probably the alcohol, and Leo's manly embrace distracting her

Walter 'Bo' Brandon rolled 27 using 1d100 with rolls of 27.  Stealth 60%.
Walter 'Bo' Brandon rolled 3 using 1d100 with rolls of 3.  Spot Hidden 58%.

20:39, Today: Stanley Bishop rolled 93 using 1d100 with rolls of 93.  stealth roll for advantage 80.
20:38, Today: Stanley Bishop rolled 34 using 1d100 with rolls of 34.  Spot hidden 80.
20:38, Today: Stanley Bishop rolled 93 using 1d100 with rolls of 93.  stealth 80.

18:21, Today: The Keeper, on behalf of Dr. Leonardo Elias, rolled 15 using 1d100 with rolls of 15.  Spot Hidden 28.

"What are you doing here? This is not a place for kisses by moonlight," a man's voice said, his accent wholly foreign. It called attention to his presence, as he stepped out of the fog a few feet away from where Leo and Millicent were.

He turned to look at Stanley, not sure what to make of him. "We are not open for business tonight. Come back tomorrow."

   Millicent turned to look at the man, her eyes giving him an unfocused look. "Oh honey," she said slurring her voice and giving him a smile; "any place is the place for moonlight kisses." She proceeded to demonstrate that statement by showering Leo with a series of kisses to his face getting lipstick all over it. "Mmmmmm, isn't that right funny guy?"

Leo nodded and leaned into Millicent a bit. His response was directed at Millicent, but was loud enough to be heard by the man that had challenged them. "That's right, sugar. No better way to warm up on a chilly night." He wrapped both arms around the woman, placing his right hand on her upper back, and wrapping his left arm around her waist. Leo smiled and brushed the nip of his nose against Millicent's before going in for another kiss.

"Get lost," he said. Someone called something out in a foreign language from not far away. He called back to them, speaking something similar, and turned to walk away from them towards the voice.

In reply to The Keeper (msg # 21):

PM:

OOC:

Other than Walter, I'm trying to figure out what the others are up to. Are you still proceeding towards the warehouse?

Let's get another round of Spot Hidden rolls.

In reply to The Keeper (msg # 26):

In reply to Walter 'Bo' Brandon (msg # 28):

 Coming up from her rather surprising kiss with Leo, Millicent gave the departing man a snarky look calling back slurring, "Yah that's right get lost yourself you palooka; showed him, right Daddy?"

  She said in a lower voice, "I wonder what they're doing over there?"


  14:47, Today: Millicent O'Connor rolled 12 using 1d100 with rolls of 12.  spot hidden (50).

'Just looking for work." Bishop said in a feigned Irish brogue.

"I'm strong and willing to work hard." Bishop added. As he spoke he tried to see what was going on. Specifically what was being loaded and who was loading it.

OOC:

Bishop, give me a Fast Talk roll.

OOC:

00:09, Today: Stanley Bishop rolled 94 using 1d100 with rolls of 94.  Fast Talk LOL 05 really need to do something about this.

PS since I roll in the 90s at the moment, doesn't really matter. ;)
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"So, these two are coming here for kissing, and this one is coming for work," the man who had first spoken with them said, a sneer in his voice, gesturing to Millicent and Leo for the first part, and Stanley for the second. It seemed as if he was explaining something to someone. The fog seemed thinner than it had been but a few minutes ago, and they could see the figures of seven men forming a rough semi-circle around them, between them and the warehouse they had approached.
 
Each of them seems to be holding something out to their sides, as told by the extension of their arms and the muted glint of metal in the dark night, save for one, whose hands seemed as if clasped behind his back. He stepped a bit forward from the others. In what little light was there and the fog, his features were hard to make out, but his skin was a slightly lighter shade of brown than his fellows and he seemed a little taller, his figure more filled out.
 
"We are asking you to leave, but you are wanting to remain here?" one of the other men asked. His lilting accent was similar to that of the other men, but less thick, and the pronunciation clearer.
 
"Surely there are other warehouses for kissing and finding work, no?"
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Leo looked over at Millicent and moved to speak quietly in her ear.

"Sure is pal, didn't know ya were so touchy. We'll go somewhere else." Leo made to start slowly walking/stumbling wide of where the men were.