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>Time to break in!
Clover narrows her eyes as she stares at the office, slowly munching on her pretzel.
>> χ (M? Perception roll: 51 = M5 Success) << (Sense anything from the office.)
As far as she can tell, there’s no one in the office, and no magical signatures she can particularly sense from behind that door. Hmmm. Now that she’s focusing on it, however, there is one other magical signature coming from somewhere in the mall.
Clover shrugs. Priority number one was still getting into the detective’s office! Like any reasonable wolf, she knocks on the door and waits for few seconds. No reply. Then she tries the doorknob. Locked. Any hidden keys? Not as far as she can tell. Windows or vents? Just the mall’s AC system on the roof high above.
Looked like it might be time for some old-fashioned breaking-and-entering.
Setting her half-eaten pretzel down gently against the wall in its wrapper, Clover fishes a penny from her pocket. She’d use a coin as a screwdriver! The wolf-girl kneels by the doorknob, looking at it closely. Hmmmmmmmmm. Those screws were kinda small…
Just as she’s about to seriously consider ripping the doorknob out, a dry voice interrupts. “Looking for something?”
Clover looks back. A brown-haired girl with tired eyes and a funny hat is watching her, leaning against one of the nearby mall plants with an uncaring air.
>Who’s this?
