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[color=#6B8E8E]Time:[/color] 10am
[color=#6B8E8E]Location:[/color] Nearby Sorian Temple
[color=#6B8E8E]Interaction:[/color] [@Conscripts] John
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In the shadowed alleyway, a figure leaned casually against the stone wall, hidden from view. The rays of the sun painted the cobbled street, though none of that light reached the figure’s darkened corner. From there, he could observe the bustling street unnoticed, his presence silent. Only the gleam of his eyes hinted at the anticipation within.

The crowd moved about in its usual rhythm. Merchants called out their wares, the clatter of carriages filled the air, and citizens hurried about in search of breakfast. Among them walked a man that they had been tracking: Dr. John Williamson. 

Alejandro grinned as a woman positioned herself ahead, leading a group after her. Her voice was lively as she demonstrated a bottle of perfume to a few passing ladies. She held the bottle aloft as any other perfume seller would, but there was something almost too casual about the way she moved, too deliberate in her actions.

Luckily, as far as Alejandro could tell, John had a destination in mind, and might not have picked up on such a thing. Just as he passed the woman, a fine mist sprayed out—not toward the women she was demonstrating for—but directly into John's face.

[color=f6989d]“Oh! Oh, I’m so sorry, sir!” [/color]the woman exclaimed, her voice flustered, her eyes wide with feigned shock. [color=f6989d]“I didn’t mean to—oh no, the bottle! I must’ve aimed it wrong!”[/color] She fluttered about, apologizing profusely. The scent was strong and dreadfully overwhelming. 

Back in the alley, Alejandro allowed a small, satisfied smile to curve his lips. From across the street, a second figure appeared, moving silently to join him in the darkness. [color=f9ad81]“What was the point of that?”[/color] the second man asked. Alejandro's eyes gleamed with dark amusement as he kept his gaze fixated on Dr. Williamson. [color=#6B8E8E]“Patience,”[/color]  came a quiet reply. [color=#6B8E8E]“The good doctor is about to give us a very enlightening performance.”[/color] 

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