in the enemy's grippe

[tender]

WHO: Nikos, Derrica, Lino
WHAT: in the enemy's grippe
WHEN: Drakonis
WHERE: Nevarra City
NOTES: Chances of a light stabbing

Stealing the sedate robes of a healer was the easy part. Coming up with the plan was even easy, but now that it's time to put it into practice, Derrica is suddenly very aware of everything that could go wrong.

She'd like to be successful in this. So maybe she thinks that about every single assignment she's given, but that doesn't make it any less compelling in the moment.

"Try not to speak at all," Derrica reminds Lino, reaching over to tug at the sleeve of Nikos' robe until it hangs just right, down over his wrists. This seems to be the only thing Derrica has fully committed to: Lino should not be the one in charge of sweet talking their way into the Chantry.

Technically, Derrica is the only one among them who isn't lying, but she's also the only one among them who is clammy with nerves at the idea of being within the Chantry.

"Are we ready?" she asks, looking between them. "Do we need to go over it again?"

Comments

[imbroccata]

Lino nods and, on the off chance that the Reverend Mother or anyone else around actually speaks the language, signs agreement and that Nikos and Derrica are healers.

But if the Reverend Mother understood what he said, she doesn't look it. Her focus is on Nikos now that Lino has apparently proved himself simple, which means his focus is free to wander.

The building isn't grand or involved; it's small, by Chantry standards, with a simple layout and predictable exits. Not many options for where the relics are stashed away, which should make their search easier by far.