[The door swings open, and Elizabeth tucks the maglock key back into her breast pocket. Well, the necessity of breaking and entering apparently hadn't changed much, but the methods had certainly received an upgrade.]
[After a moment's pause, Elizabeth enters the room and starts looking around. This was the site of the second-to-most-recent disappearance, the first one was still teeming with security and investigators. She didn't expect to uncover much, obviously, but there was always a chance.]
[She starts with the blacklight.]
B)
[Well, what did she have to lose, really? Out of anybody, she was probably the least afraid of dying.]
[Tranq darts and crossbow in hand, Elizabeth makes very carefully mapped rounds of Immune residential areas, starting with District 02. Or maybe XXX would just find her, either way--]
You sure you should be doin' this?
[Elizabeth's radio came to life, Booker's voice coming through crackly as it always did. She spared a glance down at it, then refocused.]
It's what I did before I wound up here, sneaking around, smacking splicers before they shot me. It's kind of comforting.
Or you have a death wish.
[That was a little too close to the mark for her liking, but what was she supposed to do? Tell the voice in her head that it was wrong?]
Or I could do some good somewhere. I'm smart and fast enough for it.
That, I'm not gonna argue with.
[Elizabeth smiles from her shadowed corner and tucks her radio away before moving forward.]
((OOC: Either way, she's doing some pretty shifty stuff. Interrupt? 8D))
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[The door swings open, and Elizabeth tucks the maglock key back into her breast pocket. Well, the necessity of breaking and entering apparently hadn't changed much, but the methods had certainly received an upgrade.]
[After a moment's pause, Elizabeth enters the room and starts looking around. This was the site of the second-to-most-recent disappearance, the first one was still teeming with security and investigators. She didn't expect to uncover much, obviously, but there was always a chance.]
[She starts with the blacklight.]
B)
[Well, what did she have to lose, really? Out of anybody, she was probably the least afraid of dying.]
[Tranq darts and crossbow in hand, Elizabeth makes very carefully mapped rounds of Immune residential areas, starting with District 02. Or maybe XXX would just find her, either way--]
You sure you should be doin' this?
[Elizabeth's radio came to life, Booker's voice coming through crackly as it always did. She spared a glance down at it, then refocused.]
It's what I did before I wound up here, sneaking around, smacking splicers before they shot me. It's kind of comforting.
Or you have a death wish.
[That was a little too close to the mark for her liking, but what was she supposed to do? Tell the voice in her head that it was wrong?]
Or I could do some good somewhere. I'm smart and fast enough for it.
That, I'm not gonna argue with.
[Elizabeth smiles from her shadowed corner and tucks her radio away before moving forward.]
((OOC: Either way, she's doing some pretty shifty stuff. Interrupt? 8D))