Isadora Raleigh (poison_and_fire) wrote in indarkness_logs, @ 2010-09-07 20:41:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, 2032 09, isadora raleigh, spike spiegel |
RP: To Trap the Trappers
Characters: Dora, Spike
Time/Date: After dark, September 7
Location: down by the south shore, two miles from the hotel
Warnings/Rating: devious plotting
Summary: Dora makes arrangements
Status: Complete
Isadora was patient, but she also wasn't one to waste a potential opportunity. It was completely possible that nothing would come of it, that they wouldn't be able to develop a plan -- with or without considering people's magics -- but wasting the opportunity wasn't worth considering.
Perhaps they could observe down by the shore. Perhaps they could hear every word ... but perhaps not.
Earlier that day, she and Iridia had taken a stroll along the second floor hallway. Under the pretense of scratching, Iridia had kicked the note Isadora had dropped beneath Spike's door, and they'd moved on along the hall.
The note was simple, giving him directions and an approximate time of a meeting place. If he showed up, he showed up. If he didn't, well ... then he didn't, and she and Iridia enjoyed a quiet evening listening to the waves in the darkness. She hoped he'd figure out how long of a walk it was, and leave early enough ... if he was coming at all.
Drawing the shawl closer around her shoulders, Isadora stood by the shoreline, listening to the waves as she gazed across the water. Iridia was listening for footsteps, though she was a bit herself as well.
Truthfully, she had no idea where to start, but ... perhaps discussing what they knew as facts would be a place to start. They could assess their resources and perceived willingness of people to participate, and go from there. If necessary, she had nothing against the two of them doing something alone together ... whatever they could manage to pull off.
Surely, there was something to be done, one way or the other.