B.L.I.N.D.F.O.L.D (eyelessoracle) wrote in x_2012, @ 2010-08-14 12:33:00 |
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Entry tags: | blindfold |
Who: Blindfold
When: Saturday afternoon
Where: New York City streets
What: Ruth thinks she might have been made so she goes to ground in New York in an attempt to keep them from making connections back to Haven.
Wisdom had gone with her on her first run. After that, he abandoned her to a driver. Ruth had allowed the tagalong for the next two or three runs. Then she just told him to go home and stayed in New York City. Why? Because first, two people constantly traveling together drew more attention than one person alone. Second, she was a blind girl who behaved as a beggar out on the street, nearly no one would notice her if left to her own devices and Network could monitor her just the same without having to actually be in the area with her. So she had opted for leaving her comm on and letting Network follow her every move. If she needed help, then help would come along soon enough.
Ruth was under no illusions that the MLF wouldn't kill her if they caught her at what she was doing. She was a direct threat to their organization. Between the hits they were taking from other members of Excalibur, she was absolutely certain they would take whatever chance they could to do damage against those who worked against them.
The streets of New York were always busy, people moving back and forth, cars hurrying by when it wasn't rush hour. Yet Ruth could feel it when someone started to follow her as she moved through the sea of bodies. Picking up speed, she whispered to her comm.
Network, Ah think Ah mighta been made.
Her target was still only a mid-level worker with the MLF. Not the top echelon, but not the bottom either. Apparently just enough to have some ability she would need to know more about. He was following her, having picked up her scent around the others who had started to behave strangely.
Can't come straight home. Ah'm gonna gota ground 'ere for a bit.
That was when Ruth simply walked into the New York crowd and disappeared using every trick she could think of to stay one step ahead of her pursuer. Her comm would go dark completely a half-hour later.