[Event]blinks around the room. The guards had all left one by one and hadn't come back. She frowns and sits up a little, wincing. Maybe this was her chance to escape...

[Event]stands outside the hotel that was hosting the Italian party. She wore an expensive looking dress and had her hair done up, covered in jewels. She speaks with a few people as they walk in but she stays-

[Event]looks out over the bar as she sings at an Italian owned bar. Her target hadn't shown up and she was starting to worry a little. After the show, she walks to the bar to collect her tips and frowns a-

[Event]smiles faintly as she walks with a man, being lead to his home. They step inside and she moves to the kitchen with a wine bottle she had brought for him. He waits in the other room as she pours herself-

[Event]performs a set at the main Nordic bar. She had some information that she wanted to get to Dorthe and she couldn't trust her usual drop off spot.

[Event]steps out of the back of the bar and lights up a cigarette, enjoying the cool night air. It was a small time bar and she hadn't gotten any information there before but it paid well.

[Event]stays in her house, skipping work. She ignores the knocks of a few of her colleagues when they try to coax her out. They eventually leave her alone and set about investigating the commotions in the slum.

[Event]walks around the town border, gun held close. She had volunteered to patrol for a bit. She knew that the militia was planning on something and she did not want to be involved. If she kept herself out of-

[Event]decides to go on a patrol with a militia unit. Some people were complaining that the militia was overstepping their limits and she was going to just keep an eye on them for a bit.

[Event]sits on a roof in First City and eats her bread, looking out over the shelters and makeshift buildings. They had come a long way since she had started the town. She was worried about it now.