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Nearly an hour and more headache pills than directed on the bottle later you end up back in that office space. Hawthorne and Grey making an obvious effort to avoid speaking with one another. Kimble leers over your shoulder as you both try to parse the maps of the sewer network that Hawthorne managed to scrounge together. The large boardroom table is covered in a patchwork of photocopied plans from a time before you existed all held together with an invisible border of scotch tape between each overlapping sheet.
"There are way more missing sections than we thought.." You say out-loud, letting your thoughts spill as you work to sort, mark, and connect city block to city block.
"I would be shocked if most of this wasn't the fault of shithead City Hall gophers. Did you know half of em are interns from Gotham U, completely unpaid and being trusted with shit like this."
"You get what you pay for." You mumble as you drag a thick carpenter's pencil over blank sections of your makeshift map. Kimble offers a few pointers and unhelpful banter but you're lost in your thoughts. The paper, ink, pencil sketches, and Kimble's continuous interjections fade away as you begin to enter a flow state. Your hand just moves on it's own. You don't think, you don't call on the memory from the cafe bathroom, and you don't try to use the surrounding map for context clues or some sort of guide. You simply draw as if Gotham itself were guiding your hand, but was it really? You feel in control. It's only when a hand is waved before your eyes that you blink and rejoin reality.
"Rook." Hawthorne tells you, he and Grey now flanking your sides. "Did you hear me?"
"Uh. No, sir."
"I said you should have gone to art school when you had the chance. This is fantastic."
"With memory like that it makes sense why you're aiming for Detective." Grey says, almost to himself. You can't help but feel like that light in his eye isn't pride. It's suspicion.
You look down and let yourself be impressed by your own work that sense of pride faltering when you have to ask yourself if it really was your doing. Or perhaps you'd surrendered control to Shivers again, like with your 'sleep walking'
>"Thank you, Sir." (Keep this to yourself, you don't need to worry anyone when tension is already high.)
>"I can't really take credit for it, Sir. I think I may have had another blank out. But different."
>"This isn't the full map, just the tunnels themselves. My vision when we were out led me past gates, areas of rushing water, and some other hazards."
>Write-In
NEW ABILITY:
>Remote Viewing: Use your Shivers to attune to a specific location and gain deep insights into it's layout, for now. Though the exact limitations of this aren't fully known to you yet and neither do you fully understand the costs.
QM Note: Be warned, the cost of this ability appears to be incredible strain, even your meditation techniques from John, so use at your own risk.
