thingsgoboom (thingsgoboom) wrote in undeadsiegeic, @ 2015-06-15 20:15:00 |
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In the week that had passed since they had reunited with Ren her interest in the cousin's booby trapped shop hadn't dissipated. They'd run into a few traps in various shops around the city, but nothing that promised to be as interesting as what the pawn shop supposedly held. A plethora of traps, just waiting to be examined and understood. To be figured out and recreated around the harbor to better protect them. Maybe something could even be used in their revenge plots. Shrapnel bombs were still an appealing idea, just for the carnage of it all, but she simply didn't have the means to make enough of them to actually wipe the entire gang out and take care of their problem. Seemed to be the running theme - they had plenty of ideas, nothing they could really put into effect. At least not yet, so protecting their camp was top priority. A penlight and some patience got her into the window, after which she quietly descended to the shop below in search of the first trap. Waiting for Renata to gather her stuff the other day had given them a little glimpse into the space, but not enough of one that she didn't have to move carefully in her hunt. All she wanted out of this trip was to locate the traps and get a look at them, whatever loot was potentially in the space was off limits - you didn't steal from friends. Nearly silent on her feet, she managed to weave her way through to the first trap she spotted (only because she was looking so hard for them) and stopped. Turning the small beam of the penlight toward it, leaning in to follow where the mechanism started. |