#elsewhere

CC stirs in her sleep, a few kicks with her hooves, light. No doubt this situation has stired old memories. But she does sleep

William snaps awake but otherwise doesn't react. He confirms there is no threat, and gentles Callidora back to sleep.

She gentles in his arms, and both get the sleep they need

When they wake, well, CC stirs, and prepares a quick breakfast for them both.

Something fast in the RV; coffee and toast, perhaps. "Now. Where are we?" as he shaves and gets dressed, asking for a summary.

"By now, May Maude should be getting bailed out"

"Then there's not a moment to spare." he gathers his materials and settles behind the wheel of the RV "We'll need to leave the area directly. You are ready for action?"

"I am" SHe nods

She has her own gear ready

Off they go to work at the Freehold; in so many ways.

Indeed, he slips in and by now is taken for granted as 'just another worker'. They trust him to be harmless. Proof of very poor judgement

Well he -does- work very hard at that illusion. And so he goes about his business; a bit of a certain dust here, some powder there, a bit of gel, of gum, of residue.... nothing that will act on its own but in combination, common items, untraceable (or as close to that as he can make them), but most... discommoding.

Bits and pieces , drops and dabs...

(Int Plus Science or Crafts if he's setting up poisons or drugs or the like)

/roll 8

So it's placed, the stuff he wants with the results he wants, waiting to happen on an unsuspecting hold

He passes where Callidora is herding cats, and rubs his nose as he passes. He makes his way towards the RV.

She nods, and makes a ten finger motion covertly. Time.

She knows that his results are certain, but the timing is chaotic; they could be discovering materials a month for now. The clock is ticking.

She nods and off he goes towards the RV.

He climbs in and sits ready; as soon as she's in, they go.

Ten mintes later, they go in, and... so do two childlings