Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32663439-20150625151152/@comment-25127382-20150707080614

"Just get it done already!" Elizabeth replied, anger fueling her voice. "At this rate, my Magicka will recover and I could do it myself!"

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After her bath, Lavinia got dressed, holstered her pistol, attached her sheathed sword's scabbard to her belt and went out for a stroll around town. Her hair was still wet, so it was getting wind dryed, but she didn't mind. She was contemplating how to get into outpost 12. She could try a solo infiltration, but she was not the best at stealth, despite her job. She was pack animal, not a lone wolf. Solo stealth was her worst nightmare.