[02] [Action - Docks area] ~Words are not enough to keep the guns at bay~

[bestamontillado]

[An idea to try to build a boat. It was an intriguing thought - but there was one flaw in the plan that he could see; they'd broadcast it over the compacts, and he couldn't see the Rulers giving everyone something like that without being able to monitor it.]

[Which meant it felt like a safe assumption that they were well aware of the whole "boat" idea, and that said idea would NOT go off without ... complications.]

[Because of that, he was going to have nothing to do with it - not directly, not at this stage; instead, he was making one of his forays lurking around the docks area, just...boredly watching the ocean.]

[And keeping aware of other traffic - other people that'd been kidnapped and tagged with Denizens, the typical dock "residents" that always seemed off, and most importantly, if there was anyone about that didn't seem to be another kidnapping victim that wasn't one of the normal "residents", in case the Rulers had agents that might be afoot.]

[He wasn't moving very fast - the cracked ribs were going to take time to heal, his one eye was still bandaged, and while the other bruises were healing, he still looked a wreck, even if he was managing to hide some of it under the thick wool cloak and hood he was huddling in against the wind, and there were frequent breaks just staying still at one or another place on the docks.]

[Yes, today, the docks are being haunted by one seemingly aimless illusionist with dragon-claws, out trying to gather information.]